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 more rough

Cecilia tried to

and the next moment, she was pulled on top of his

possessive kiss made her mind go blank and her legs limp. She could only hold his shoulders

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

the ravenous man in front of her. Why

day on, she started

hospital, but she’d pretend not to

her walk past him,

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

his pockets, Mark thought of the kiss that day. The little girl curled up in his arms,

of deterring him, it had

was dealing with Rena’s matter,

wondered if being together with her was

wanted to find a way out

now, Mark

send Alexis to the lab for treatment in order

this, Mark had slapped Waylen in

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

sent away, Mark drank a lot, and even Peter couldn’t stop him. 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 he keeps drinking like this, he might be too

unwilling at first, Peter begged her until

opened the door for her, but stayed outside. He explained, “I’ll

was dark inside the small

adjusted to the darkness. She found Mark’s silhouette slumped over the

head to meet

“That’s enough…”

held his hand, preventing him from holding the

with his bloodshot eyes. After a long time, he growled,

Cecilia refused.

on the carpet and started gathering the

her. She looked like a child

not a child anymore. She was a

her over and raised her chin, looking

this world, and they each only had each

at least

temptation that was right in front of him. At this moment, he thought

clearly because

could ask, he pressed his

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

Mark…” she said in

gently stroked her face, eyeing her the

what he wanted, because the way he

with her once

the while, he restrained his true desires and was

yet, he felt that

her to

bed in there was rickety, rattling at the slightest

ferociously that the small bed shook like a

been in relationships before, but

hand, didn’t need

bodyguards to retreat a little, and

the following morning, Cecilia

told, she felt really comfortable

The man’s hoarse voice

dare to make

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 check the time. He had to get up in half

was something he wanted to say to

before he could say anything, Cecilia’s

Evans, don’t worry. It

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

He tugged at her ear and 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 advantage of me like

her eyes turned a little

loved her, but he couldn’t be with her for all

Cecilia into a hug and whispered, “Have you gotten

and nodded shyly. “Yes, I like it

anything anymore

silence, he whispered in her ear, “As long as you like

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

was usually good at

at this moment, he didn’t know what to

his clothes neatly, sat on the

meeting. Look at my neck. Do you think it looks

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

They had slept together.

promise anything, nor did she dare to ask

knew she wasn’t right for him,

wait for

but she couldn’t fall asleep at night because

Mark was snubbed…

call from Mark. His voice was gentle but a little tired. “I’m going back

couldn’t admit to herself how much she wanted

identities, she was

same, she still pined for

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

was huge, but there was

blue