A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1161-1170

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

uneasy, Cecilia tried

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

only hold his shoulders tightly for

kiss that she had no idea how she’d ever

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

she started to

the hospital,

her walk past him, Mark fell into

and said, “You must’ve taken

kiss that day. The little girl curled up in his arms, like a helpless kitten. Perhaps it was because she was

deterring him, it

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

together with her was

way out of the countless

Mark hadn’t found

secretly send Alexis to

had

his reddened palm a third time, Mark couldn’t bear to deliver another slap. He knew

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 drunk to

Peter begged her until she finally

the door for her, but stayed outside. He explained,

inside

She found Mark’s silhouette slumped over the sofa, with

he raised his head to meet

“That’s enough…”

hand, preventing

at her quietly with his bloodshot eyes. After a long time, he growled, “Get

Cecilia refused.

and started gathering the bottles of

looked like a

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

her over and raised her chin, looking at her

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

croaked, “Cecilia, let’s at least have

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 be

hear him clearly because his words were so

she could ask, he

pressed her against the sofa. The

said

stroked her face, eyeing her the

a leaf. She knew exactly what he wanted, because the way he

with her once

true desires

that it was

carried her to the

there was rickety, rattling at the slightest

bed shook like a boat in the middle of

in relationships before, but she wasn’t really

on the other hand, didn’t

the bodyguards to retreat a little, and he guarded at the door for the next

morning, Cecilia

told, she felt really comfortable in

The man’s hoarse voice broke the

dare to make a

to mention the million things he had on

to say to Cecilia right

say anything,

It was

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

and asked, “Who’s the one who called me ‘Uncle Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling

her eyes

loved her, but he couldn’t be with her

into a hug and whispered, “Have

shyly. “Yes, I like it a

say anything anymore

whispered in her

her and began to get dressed. “Get some

usually good

know what to

sat on the edge of the

my neck.

at him, tears welling up

They had slept together.

anything, nor did she dare

she wasn’t right for

she didn’t wait for him to

avoid him, but she

Mark was snubbed…

days later, Cecilia received a call from Mark. His voice was gentle but a little tired. “I’m

how much she wanted to

of their identities, she

the same, she still pined

waited for Cecilia at the entrance and led her to the

there was only one

light blue shirt and black

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