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 and

very uneasy, Cecilia tried to

match for him, and the next moment, she was pulled on top

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

limbs were so weak from his kiss that she had no idea how she’d

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

that day on, she started

the hospital, but

past him, Mark

must’ve taken advantage of

girl curled up in his arms, like a helpless kitten.

deterring him, it had

knew it. Whenever he was dealing with Rena’s matter, he

wondered if being together with her was

a way out of the countless

Mark

to secretly send Alexis to the lab for treatment in order to set

Mark had slapped Waylen in the

palm a third time, Mark couldn’t bear to deliver another slap. He knew that it was difficult for Waylen to have

lot, and even Peter couldn’t stop him. At last, the helpless Peter sought out Cecilia’s help and begged her

first, Peter begged her until

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

was dark inside the small

before Cecilia’s eyes finally adjusted to the darkness. She found Mark’s silhouette slumped over the

footsteps, so he raised his head to meet

“That’s enough…”

stepped forward and held his hand, preventing him from holding the

bloodshot eyes.

Cecilia refused.

and started gathering the

looked like a child playing house.

was not a child anymore. She was a

gently pulled her over and raised her chin, looking at

be told, they were both alone in this world, and they each only

“Cecilia, let’s at least have

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 be responsible for her. Then no

because

she could ask, he pressed his lips

sofa. The

said

her face, eyeing

like a leaf. She knew exactly what he wanted, because the way he looked at her now

did it with her once on the

the while, he restrained his true desires and

he felt that

he carried her to the

in there was rickety,

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

before, but she wasn’t really experienced in

other hand, didn’t need

He considerately ordered the bodyguards to retreat a

following morning, Cecilia awoke in Mark’s

sore, but truth be told, she felt really comfortable in his arms and didn’t want to

you awake?” The man’s hoarse

to make a

didn’t want to get up either. He seldom did it without restraint, not to mention the million things he had on his plate. He grabbed the watch at the bedside to

was something he wanted to say to Cecilia

anything, Cecilia’s timid voice

Evans, don’t worry. It was just

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling me

and her eyes turned

bad. He loved her, but

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

and nodded shyly. “Yes,

anything anymore and

a long silence, he whispered in her

to get dressed. “Get some

was usually good

to say or do. This little girl was

sat on the

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

in the quilt, Cecilia looked at him, tears welling

They had slept together.

dare to

wasn’t

wait for him to

started to avoid him, but she couldn’t

Mark was snubbed…

but a little tired. “I’m going

herself how

identities, she

she still pined for

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

room was huge, but there

a light blue