A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1921-1930

When they arrived at the apartment, it was already ten o'clock.

Mark was on his best behavior.

He asked her to sit on the sofa while he cut some fruits for her.

Then, he handed her a tablet PC so that she could watch a drama series or whatever she liked while he was in the kitchen.

Cecilia didn’t know whether she had made the right decision or not.

But now that she was here, there was no use thinking it over anymore.

She made herself comfortable in the sofa as she watched the TV show on the tablet. From time to time, her eyes would wander and catch a glimpse of Mark.

Angela's Library From the corner of her eyes, she noticed how well-maintained Mark's physique was.

Although he was in his 40s, the shape of his body was just as good when she first met him.

Before she knew it, Cecilia found herself staring at him as though she was in a trance.

Mark took out a glass of milk. When he saw her in a daze, he gently pinched her cheek and told her, “Have a glass of milk first.

Cecilia shook her head.

“I've already had a candy. I'll definitely get fatter if I have milk now as well as midnight snacks later.” She anticipated Mark to say that she wasn't fat.

Instead, he looked at her and smiled. His eyes looked deep, as if staring at them would cause her to drown.

“I think you're worried that you might not look as good on camera. If that's what you're worried about, then from now on, I'll cook you nutritious food low on calories.” Hearing this, Cecilia pursed her lips before they slowly curved into a smile.

Mark lowered his head and kissed her again.

“I want to do you so badly,” he whispered in her ear.

“But not today.” What? As Cecilia watched him walk back to the kitchen, memories of the past flashed in her mind. For a second, she thought she had been transported Koos Mark was wearing a white shirt and iron gray suit pants.

The hem of his shirt was neatly tucked in, accentuating his strong waist. Cecilia thought that her arms fitted perfectly around his waist.

Cecilia was not a naive girl anymore.

She thought she being here was already dropping hints to Mark.

But now, she wanted to make it even clearer.

Without making a noise, she walked over and hugged him from behind.

As soon as he felt her arms wrapped around him, Mark’s body stiffened. After a while, a gentle smile broke on his face.

“This will still take some time. Are you hungry already?” She buried her face in Mark's back.

“Mark,” she murmured.

“Do you want to clarify our relationship this time?” Mark gulped as he nodded.

“How about you be my girlfriend? That way, I'll be under your scrutiny. If you are not satisfied with me, then you can dump me any time you want.” As Cecilia heard these words, she almost burst into tears.

She pressed her face harder against his back and muttered, “During this period, I won't be going on any blind date, while you are not allowed to be close to any married woman. Got it?” Mark smiled.

“Got it. I have a girlfriend and I'm not available anymore.” For a while, Cecilia remained silent.

At this moment, Mark was starting to feel his back moisten. He turned around and held her hand.

“Shh... Don't cry, Cecilia,” he comforted her in a hoarse, soothing tone.

“Don’t cry.” Mark felt an urge to turn around.

But Cecilia's grip tightened, her embrace so intense that her nails dug into his skin.

Her body quivered uncontrollably.

In that instant, Mark's resolve wavered, and tears threatened to fall.

Life had thrown myriad challenges his way, teaching him to maintain a facade of tranquility. However, the heartfelt sobbing of the woman he cherished shook his composure.

“Cecilia,” he uttered, his voice laced with emotion.

She offered no response, her face pressed against his back. He was leaner now, but his frame was actually more robust than during his illness.

After what felt like an eternity, her voice, barely above a whisper, broke the silence.

“Does it still hurt?” “The pains gone.” Finally, Mark rotated, his eyes meeting Cecilia's tear-streaked face.

For the first time, he realized reconciliation wouldn't bring sheer joy.

Instead, a profound sorrow engulfed him.

stove, his gaze deep and intense as he gently caressed her

ages since he'd allowed himself to look at her this

warm and inviting under

quivering, called out to

forward, capturing her lips in a passionate

staggered, finding support against the kitchen

Library Their kisses

further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head

her

prolonged silence, he softly proposed, “You must be

prepare something for us.” “Okay,” she replied, her

Mark suggested, “Freshen up in the bathroom. We'll

turned the faucet, letting cool water

reflected

Her eyes were tinged with red, her

Cecilia caught her breath.

been a considerable time since she'd last blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals

on, to

a

pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past

Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken, pulsating with

eat,” Mark

with a simple

she found him poised at the bedroom doorway. She averted her gaze, intending to sidestep him, but he halted

her against the door, he lowered his voice a husky

it's

rush things between us." Their maturity precluded the need for

cook, preparing a meal that included her

Cecilia indulged heartily.

brewed a cup of fruit tea, offering it with a reassurance, “This is a one-time indulgence. I'll prepare a salad for you tomorrow.”

yellow lighting complementing the cool,

seemed a natural consequence, and

to bridge the distance between them, to compensate for

with significant age disparities

mutual interest appeared to be their discussions

a brief exchange, Cecilia's

my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier” “It's on me,” Mark

ensuing silence enveloped

their interactions, leaving little

proposed, “Stay here. I have more to

marked by intimacy and a shared life; pretense

Mark attended to the dishes, Cecilia opted for

window, initiating a call home,

voice was faint, a stark contrast to the impulsive boldness of her youth.

ended the call, her gaze falling

unease overtook

for

stunning,” Mark

blush crept across Cecilia's

to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water

was more appropriate. Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing into bed. Now Clutching a

from a steam-filled bathroom, Mark's slightly chilled body joined

“Did

drawing her close, and reassured her in a whisper, “It’s alright. As long as I'm cautious with my diet, there's nothing to

Cecilia fell silent.

he presumed she

she reached out,

into the crook of

rejected you. You didn’t need to take that cold shower.” Mark

warmth spread from

wary of betraying their desires. Yet, such things defy restraint,

Unable to resist the mounting tension, Mark cradled the back of her

her, his free hand began to ease her bathrobe from her

voice, vulnerable and tender, beckoned him

He answered without words.

he retrieved a small box, setting

moonlight bathed the

danced upon

night air was punctuated by their shared

deepened the night's

time their passion subsided, the

his shoulder,

reconnection promised to accelerate the thaw in

skin, her voice a

day. I longed for you, for Edwin,

Did thoughts of me ever cross your mind?” he

“Constantly. Memories, both fond and painful, but you were always there, in my thoughts.”

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Cecilia's smile was faint.

the courage to

the darkness, Mark's voice carried a hint of playful

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