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.

switched off the gas stove, his gaze deep

ages since he'd allowed himself to

skin, warm and inviting under his touch, felt

called out

capturing her lips in a passionate French

staggered, finding support against the kitchen

Library Their kisses were

Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder, her tears

brushed through her long

a prolonged silence, he softly proposed, “You

us.” “Okay,” she replied, her eyes reddened

in the bathroom. We'll eat once

letting cool water cascade over her

reflected her

were tinged with red,

Cecilia caught her breath.

blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the years,

had attempted to move on, to explore relationships

craved a fresh

brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past Mark because her feelings for him

seemed to reawaken, pulsating with life

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

responded with a simple

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

her against the door, he lowered his voice a

it's enchanting.” Cecilia's

emotions as she added, “I don’t want to rush things between us." Their maturity precluded the need

a proficient cook, preparing a meal that included her

Cecilia indulged heartily.

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

warm yellow lighting complementing the cool, air-conditioned interior of the

seemed a natural consequence, and Cecilia

to bridge the distance between

significant age disparities and

interest appeared to be

brief exchange, Cecilia's

next, could you apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier” “It's on me,” Mark interjected,

silence enveloped Mark

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

deepened, Mark proposed, “Stay here. I have more

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

the dishes, Cecilia opted for a

solace by the window, initiating a

contrast to the

brief conversation, she ended the call, her gaze falling

sudden unease overtook

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

stunning,” Mark complimented

blush crept across

retreating to the bathroom. Soon, the

on the sofa but eventually decided the bed was more appropriate. Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing into

bathroom, Mark's slightly chilled body

embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did you have a cold

As

Cecilia fell silent.

presumed she

out, extinguishing the

her face into the

whisper, confessed, “Actually, if you wanted to, I wouldn't have rejected you. You didn’t need to take that cold shower.” Mark

spread from his

of betraying their desires. Yet, such things defy

Library Unable to resist the mounting tension, Mark

he kissed her, his free hand began to ease her

tender,

He answered without words.

box, setting it aside before his lips eagerly found hers

bathed

shadows danced upon

merged, the night air was

deepened the night's

passion subsided, the clock

on his shoulder, her raven

to accelerate the thaw

warm skin, her voice

day. I longed for you, for Edwin, for the unborn child within

me ever cross your mind?”

were

work tomorrow? Join me in visiting my mom

I'l accompany you to see

Cecilia's smile was faint.

have the courage to go see my parents?” she

carried a hint of

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255