A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

The doctor emerged, advising them to prepare themselves mentally and also be mindful of Rena’s emotions.

Tears finally escaped Mark’s eyes.

It was the first time Cecilia witnessed Mark shedding tears. In her memory, he was always resolute, unfazed by anything.

Past midnight, he couldn’t sleep but found solace in smoking outdoors.

Morning came.

Mark entered the ward, while Juliette went to the reception desk. Inside, Cecilia perched by Rena’s bedside, seemingly dozing off.

Gently, Mark patted Cecilia’s shoulder.

Instantly, Cecilia stirred awake. Her reddened eyes met his, and she called out to him in a daze, “Uncle Mark.”

“Do you still remember that I’m your Uncle Mark?”

His voice sounded hoarse, his words laden with ambiguity.

However, Cecilia had little room to dwell on the matter. In this tense situation, her fleeting emotions paled in comparison. All she wished for was Rena and Alexis to be safe.

Cecilia stepped out of the ward, allowing Mark to have a private conversation with Rena.

Heading to the ICU’s entrance, Cecilia peered through the glass door but the view inside remained obscured.

She leaned against the door, shedding silent tears.

Her heart pleaded for her little niece’s well-being…

She didn’t know if her brother and sister-in-law would reunite as before, but she wanted Alexis to thrive. The little one was so young and adorable.

Not far away, Mark stood in silent contemplation.

He overheard the little girl talking to herself…

Peter offered gentle advice, “You should eat something. How can you go a whole day without eating or drinking?”

Mark turned around and replied softly, “Bring her some breakfast.”

Although Mark was very busy, he chose to remain in Duefron to accompany Rena.

Peter even managed to secure him a small office through some connections.

Although it wasn’t that big, it was fully equipped and comfortable.

Mark usually worked there while his bodyguards patrolled outside. Peter would go in and out of the office, depending on his work.

The next day, Waylen came back from Braseovell.

He was worn out and full of guilt.

Outside the ICU, Mark hit Waylen hard. Even though Waylen didn’t fight back, Mark still injured his right hand…

Peter teased Mark playfully while treating his wound.

“You’re not a young school kid anymore. Perhaps it’s time you learned the art of patience.”

Mark’s suppressed anger flared up again. “Are you kidding me? I don’t think I hit him hard enough. Next time I see him, I’ll beat him to death.”

While the two were talking, they were suddenly interrupted by a commotion at the door.

Peter went out to investigate and soon returned with someone. It was Cecilia.

Having worked for Mark for many years, Peter was sensible, and he went out to give the two some privacy.

Cecilia took a few steps forward, but she didn’t dare to get too close to Mark.

Mark clamped a fresh cigarette between his lips and lit it. After taking a drag, he asked softly, “What’re you doing here?”

She raised the ointment in her hand and said shyly, “Let me treat your wound.”

As a matter of fact, Peter had applied ointment on Mark’s wound just now, but Mark didn’t mind having his wound treated a second time.

Sitting next to him on the narrow sofa, Cecilia held his hand and carefully dabbed the ointment onto his wound. While taking another long drag, Mark watched her elegant movements…

Her face was flawless, and her eyelashes were long and curved.

As though nothing had happened, Mark grunted, “That boy was nice. Why aren’t you with him?”

Cecilia was stunned for a moment, but she soon understood what he meant.

She took a deep breath and answered, “Well, I don’t like him that much.”

Then she let go of his hand and whispered, “There. All fixed up.”

Cecilia tried to stand up to leave, but the man stopped her.

He grabbed her by the wrist, forcing her to sit back down. She didn’t know if she was imagining things, but she felt so close to him… She could even smell the distinct fragrance of his aftershave.

Slowly, she raised her head to meet his intent gaze, his eyes deep.

He couldn’t rest touching her soft lips with his slender fingers.

She trembled at his touch and helplessly called him “Uncle Mark’

Mark brought his face close to hers, murmuring, “Now, tell me. What’s the real reason that you came? Do you want to apologize for your brother? Or are you interested in a man more than ten years older than you? Tell me what you really want.”

He was so straightforward with her, which made her cheeks burn with shame.

Lips trembling, she couldn’t say a word, but she already knew that her answer wasn’t what Mark wanted.

The next second, he kissed her.

Just like last time, Mark gently pressed his body against Cecilia’s, whispering at her to relax.

became

uneasy, Cecilia tried

the next moment, she was pulled on top of his

and her legs limp. She could only hold his shoulders tightly for support, but later on, she

weak from his kiss that she had no idea how she’d ever walk back

at the ravenous man in

that day on, she started to avoid

at the hospital, but

past him, Mark fell into

and said, “You must’ve taken advantage of her, so she’s

his hands in his pockets, Mark thought of the kiss that day. The little girl curled up in his arms, like a helpless kitten. Perhaps it was because she was angry at him that she pushed

instead of deterring him, it had the

dealing with Rena’s matter,

being together

find a way

until now, Mark

He planned to secretly send Alexis to the lab for treatment in

Mark had slapped Waylen in the

couldn’t bear to deliver another slap. He knew that it was difficult for

At last, the helpless Peter sought out Cecilia’s help and begged her to persuade Mark. “Mr. Evans has an important meeting tomorrow morning. If

was unwilling at first, Peter begged her until she finally

but stayed outside. He explained, “I’ll guard at

was dark inside the

silhouette slumped over the sofa, with several bottles of wine on the floor in front

probably heard her footsteps, so he raised his head to meet her worried gaze. Then

“That’s enough…”

forward and held his hand, preventing him from

her quietly with his bloodshot eyes. After

Cecilia refused.

knelt on the carpet and started gathering the bottles

watched her. She looked like a child playing house.

was well aware that Cecilia was not a child anymore. She was a full-grown

pulled her over and raised her chin, looking at her

alone in this world, and they each

croaked, “Cecilia, let’s at least have a

alcohol gave him the courage—or audacity—to compromise at that moment. Like all the ordinary men in the world, he couldn’t resist the temptation that was right in front of him. At this moment, he thought that even if sleeping together

didn’t hear him clearly because his words were so

ask, he

against the sofa. The bittersweet taste of red wine on his

she said in

gently stroked her face, eyeing her

She knew exactly what he wanted, because the way he

her once on the

the while, he restrained his true desires

yet, he felt that it was

carried her

in there was rickety, rattling

didn’t restrain himself this time. He did her so ferociously that the small bed shook like a boat in the middle of a stormy sea,

relationships before, but

on the other hand, didn’t need

He considerately ordered the bodyguards to retreat a little, and he guarded at the door for the next

Cecilia awoke in

truth be told, she felt really

The man’s hoarse voice broke the

didn’t dare to make

restraint, not to mention the million things he had on his

to say to Cecilia

could say anything,

It was just a one-night

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

at her ear and asked, “Who’s the one who called me ‘Uncle Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling me

harsh, and her

also felt bad. He loved her, but he couldn’t be with her for all kinds of

Cecilia into a hug and whispered, “Have you gotten the rabbit doll yet? Did you

shyly. “Yes, I like it

anymore

in her

to get

was usually good

at this moment, he didn’t know what to say or do. This little girl

the

I’ll be late for my meeting. Look at my neck. Do you think it looks like I’m scratched by a naughty

at him, tears welling up

They had slept together.

he didn’t promise anything, nor did she dare to ask

she wasn’t right for him,

she didn’t wait for

but she

Mark was snubbed…

voice was gentle but a little tired. “I’m going

admit to herself how much she wanted to

identities,

same, she still pined

at a nice, quiet restaurant. Peter waited for Cecilia at the entrance

was huge, but there

wearing a light blue shirt and black suit pants