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.

kiss gradually became more rough

uneasy, Cecilia tried to

figure was no match for him, and the next moment, she was

her legs limp. She could only hold his shoulders tightly for support,

that she had no idea how she’d ever walk back in

lip, she looked at the ravenous man in front of her. Why was

that day on, she started

paths at the hospital, but she’d pretend not to see

him, Mark

nudged him and said, “You must’ve taken advantage of her,

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 opposite

Cecilia, and he knew it. Whenever he was dealing with Rena’s matter, he couldn’t help

together with her was

to find a way

now, Mark hadn’t

send Alexis to the lab

of this, Mark had slapped Waylen in

deliver another slap. He knew that it was difficult for Waylen

couldn’t stop him. At last, the helpless Peter sought out Cecilia’s help and begged her to persuade Mark. “Mr. Evans has

was unwilling at first, Peter begged her until she finally

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

inside

while before Cecilia’s eyes finally adjusted to the darkness. She found Mark’s silhouette slumped over the sofa, with several bottles of wine on the floor

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

“That’s enough…”

held his hand, preventing

eyes. After a long time, he growled, “Get

Cecilia refused.

the carpet and

like a child playing house.

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

gently pulled her over and raised her chin, looking at

told, they were both alone in this

“Cecilia, let’s at least have a

couldn’t resist the temptation that was right in front of him. At this moment, he thought that even if sleeping together couldn’t change anything, he at least would have to

him clearly because his words were so

could ask, he pressed his lips against

the sofa. The bittersweet taste of red wine on

she said in

gently stroked her face,

knew exactly what he wanted, because

did it with her once on

while, he restrained his true desires

yet, he felt that it

carried her

rickety,

this time. He did her so ferociously that the small bed shook like a boat in the middle of a

but she

other hand, didn’t need her

retreat a little,

the following morning, Cecilia

but truth be told, she felt

man’s hoarse

didn’t dare to

to mention the million things he had on his plate. He grabbed the

was something he wanted to say

could say anything, Cecilia’s timid

Evans, don’t worry. It

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

asked, “Who’s the one who called me ‘Uncle Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling me Mr. Evans now that you’re done with me?” If everyone takes

were harsh, and her

underneath his gruff facade, Mark also felt bad. He loved her, but he couldn’t

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

nodded shyly. “Yes, I like

anymore and just held

long silence, he whispered in her ear, “As

and began to get dressed. “Get some more rest. I’ll be back

was usually good at

to

clothes neatly, sat on the

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

the quilt, Cecilia looked at him, tears welling up in

They had slept together.

did she dare

knew she wasn’t right for him,

didn’t wait for him to come

to avoid him, but she couldn’t fall asleep

Mark was snubbed…

Cecilia received a call from Mark. His voice was gentle but

how much

their identities, she was

the same, she still

waited for Cecilia at the entrance and led her

but there was only one person

a light blue shirt