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.

his gaze deep and intense as he gently

he'd allowed himself

warm and inviting under his touch,

voice, quivering, called out to

capturing her lips

finding support against the kitchen

kisses were fervent,

embrace. Cecilia rested her

hand brushed through her long

silence, he softly proposed,

for us.” “Okay,” she

up in the bathroom. We'll eat

faucet, letting cool water cascade over her

mirror reflected

were tinged with red, her complexion

Cecilia caught her breath.

time since she'd last blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the years, he alone had the power to stir such

on, to explore

craved a

wouldn't work. Her brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past Mark because her feelings for

with Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken,

ready. Come, let's eat,” Mark invited,

with a

She averted her gaze, intending to sidestep him, but

the door, he lowered his voice a husky

it's enchanting.” Cecilia's resolve

don’t want to rush things between us." Their maturity precluded the need

preparing a meal that

Cecilia indulged heartily.

belly, lamenting, “Extra pounds don't translate well on 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 her

lighting complementing the cool, air-conditioned interior

consequence, and Cecilia was not

the distance between them, to compensate

with significant age disparities and differing social circles, had erected

appeared to be

brief exchange, Cecilia's smile

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

your apologies.” An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and Cecilia, their gazes

past, their connection was primarily physical, a fervent urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little room

night deepened, Mark proposed, “Stay here. I have more to share.” Cecilia

by intimacy and a shared life;

to the dishes, Cecilia opted

the window, initiating a

contrast to the impulsive boldness of her youth.

brief conversation, she ended the call,

unease

was with a man for the

stunning,” Mark

blush crept across Cecilia's

the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running

own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing

Mark's slightly

“Did you have a cold shower?” Mark's casual affirmation concerned her, sparking worry for

alright. As long as I'm cautious with my diet, there's nothing to worry about.” He wouldn't have

Cecilia fell silent.

presumed

reached out, extinguishing the

face into the crook of his

wouldn't have rejected you. You didn’t need to take that

spread from

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

tension, Mark cradled the

kissed her, his free hand began to ease

and tender,

He answered without words.

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

bathed the

danced upon the

air was punctuated

deepened the

their passion subsided, the clock struck 3:00

his shoulder, her raven tresses cascading

to accelerate the thaw in their

she caressed his warm skin, her voice

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

you? Did thoughts of me ever cross your mind?” he inquired, lowering his gaze to meet

“Constantly. Memories, both fond and painful, but you were always

tomorrow? Join me

accompany you to see your parents,”

Cecilia's smile was faint.

the courage to go see my

carried a hint of

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