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.

the kiss gradually became

uneasy, Cecilia

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

could only hold his shoulders tightly for support, but later on, she found herself wrapping her arms around his

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

the ravenous man in front of her. Why was he like

day on, she started

paths at the hospital, but

past him, Mark fell

him and said, “You must’ve taken

curled up in his arms, like a helpless kitten. Perhaps it was because she was angry at him that she

instead of deterring him, it had the opposite

dealing with Rena’s matter, he couldn’t help but think about Cecilia and

being together

wanted to find a way out

until now, Mark

a big decision. He planned to secretly send Alexis to the lab for treatment in

of this, Mark had

bear to deliver another slap. He

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

Cecilia was unwilling at first, Peter begged her until she finally

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

was dark inside

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

head to meet her worried gaze. Then he

“That’s enough…”

forward and held his hand,

quietly with his bloodshot eyes.

Cecilia refused.

the carpet and started gathering the bottles

She looked like a child

he was well aware that Cecilia was not a child anymore. She was

pulled her over and raised her chin, looking at her face

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

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

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 matter

didn’t hear him clearly because his words were

before she could ask, he pressed his lips

the sofa. The bittersweet taste of red wine on his

said

gently stroked her face, eyeing her

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

did it with her once on the

restrained his true desires

felt that it was

he carried her

was rickety, rattling

bed shook like a boat in the middle of a stormy sea, mixed

relationships before, but she wasn’t really experienced in

other hand, didn’t

going on. He considerately ordered the bodyguards to retreat a

morning, Cecilia awoke

felt a little sore, but truth be told, she felt really comfortable in

you awake?” The man’s hoarse voice broke the

dare to

seldom did it without restraint, not to mention the million things he had on his plate. He grabbed the

something he wanted to say to Cecilia

could say anything, Cecilia’s timid

worry. It was just

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

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

and her

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

pulled Cecilia into a hug and whispered, “Have

blushed and nodded shyly. “Yes, I

didn’t say anything anymore and just held

in her ear,

get dressed. “Get some more

usually good at

to

his clothes neatly, sat on the edge of the bed, and

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

at

They had slept together.

promise anything, nor did she dare to ask him if they had

she wasn’t

aggrieved, she didn’t wait for him to come

she couldn’t fall asleep at night because of

Mark was snubbed…

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

herself how much

of their identities,

the same, she still

Peter waited for Cecilia at the entrance and led her

there was only one

blue shirt