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 and

very uneasy, Cecilia tried

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

She could only hold his shoulders tightly for support, but later on,

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

her lip, she looked at the ravenous man

she started to

the hospital, but she’d pretend not

him,

said, “You must’ve taken advantage of

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

deterring him, it had the

with Rena’s matter, he couldn’t help but think

if being together with her

a way out of

Mark hadn’t found

a big decision. He planned to secretly send Alexis

of this, Mark had

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

sought out Cecilia’s help and begged her to persuade Mark. “Mr. Evans has an important meeting tomorrow morning.

Peter

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

dark inside the

to the darkness. She found Mark’s silhouette slumped over the sofa, with several bottles of wine

so he raised his head to meet her worried gaze. Then he poured himself

“That’s enough…”

and held his hand,

bloodshot eyes. After a long time, he

Cecilia refused.

the carpet and started

watched her. She looked like a child playing house.

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

her over and raised her chin,

in this world, and they

at least

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 couldn’t change anything,

him clearly because his words were so

she could ask, he

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

she said

stroked her face, eyeing

She knew exactly what he wanted, because the way

with her once on

true

yet, he felt that it was far from

her

bed in there was rickety, rattling at the slightest

bed shook like a boat

before, but she wasn’t really experienced

hand, didn’t need her

Peter overheard what was going on. He considerately ordered the bodyguards to retreat a little, and he guarded at the door for

the following morning, Cecilia

truth be told, she felt really comfortable in his arms and didn’t

awake?” The man’s hoarse voice broke the

didn’t dare to

the million things he had on his plate. He grabbed the watch at the bedside to check the time. He

was something he wanted to

say anything, Cecilia’s timid

Evans, don’t worry. It was just

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling me Mr. Evans now that you’re done with me?” If

harsh, and her eyes turned a

her, but he couldn’t be with her for all kinds of

end, Mark pulled Cecilia into a hug and whispered, “Have you gotten the rabbit

blushed and nodded shyly. “Yes, I

anymore

long silence, he whispered in her ear,

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

usually

he didn’t know what to say

on the edge of the bed, and pinched her

going. Otherwise, I’ll be late for my meeting. Look at my neck. Do you

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

They had slept together.

nor did she dare

knew she wasn’t

aggrieved, she didn’t wait for him to

him, but she couldn’t fall asleep at night because of

Mark was snubbed…

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

to herself how much she wanted to

their identities, she

same, she

meet at a nice, quiet restaurant. Peter waited for Cecilia at

room was huge, but there

light blue