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.

gas stove, his gaze deep and intense as he gently

ages since he'd allowed himself

inviting under his touch, felt like his

called

he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a passionate

support against the

Their kisses were fervent,

rested her head on his

through her

a prolonged silence, he softly proposed,

something for us.” “Okay,” she

in the bathroom. We'll eat once you're done.” Cecilia

turned the faucet, letting cool water cascade over

reflected

eyes were tinged with red,

Cecilia caught her breath.

the ordeals they'd weathered over the years, he alone

move on, to

a

brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved

Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken, pulsating with life once

Come, let's eat,” Mark invited,

responded with

She averted her gaze, intending to sidestep him,

he lowered his voice a husky note

it's enchanting.” Cecilia's resolve

shove, chiding, “Flattery isn't your best tactic.” Her eyes, still tinged with red, betrayed her emotions as she added, “I don’t want to rush things between us." Their maturity precluded

a proficient cook, preparing

Cecilia indulged heartily.

camera.” In response, Mark 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.” “You understand me well,” Cecilia acknowledged, sipping

lighting complementing the cool, air-conditioned interior

seemed a natural consequence, and Cecilia was

distance between them, to compensate

coupled with significant age disparities and differing social circles,

to be their

exchange,

see Miss Holt next, could you apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at

An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and Cecilia, their

physical, a fervent urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little room for verbal

“Stay here. I have more to

marked by intimacy and a shared life; pretense was unnecessary when he

dishes, Cecilia

she found solace by the window, initiating a call home, received by

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

a brief conversation, she ended the

unease overtook

felt as though she was with a man for the first time, nervously adjusting her

stunning,”

crept across Cecilia's

the

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

steam-filled bathroom, Mark's slightly

shiver; she instinctively curled into his embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did you have a cold shower?” Mark's casual

whisper, “It’s alright. As long as I'm cautious with my

Cecilia fell silent.

until he presumed she

reached out, extinguishing the

into the

rejected you. You didn’t need

spread from his

inhaled softly, each wary of betraying their desires. Yet, such things defy restraint, and soon their breaths

Library Unable to resist the mounting tension,

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

tender, beckoned

He answered without words.

he retrieved a small box, setting it aside before his lips eagerly found

moonlight bathed the

shadows danced upon

merged, the night air was punctuated by

deepened the night's

their passion subsided, the clock struck 3:00

rested on his shoulder, her raven tresses

promised to accelerate the thaw in their

warm skin, her voice

think of me?” “Every single day. I longed for you, for Edwin, for the unborn child within

of me ever cross your mind?” he

fond and painful, but you were

Join me in visiting my

accompany you to see

Cecilia's smile was faint.

to

the darkness, Mark's voice carried a hint

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