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

uneasy, Cecilia

him, and the next

made her mind go blank and her legs limp. She could only hold his shoulders tightly for support, but later on, she found herself wrapping her arms around

she had no idea how she’d ever walk back

ravenous man in front of her. Why was he like

day on, she started to

hospital, but she’d pretend not

past him, Mark fell into deep

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, like a

of deterring him, it had the opposite

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

wondered if being together with her was

find a way

now, Mark hadn’t found a

send Alexis to the lab for treatment in

this, Mark had slapped

deliver another slap.

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 drunk to

Cecilia was unwilling at first, Peter begged her until she

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

was dark inside

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

footsteps, so he raised his head to meet her

“That’s enough…”

stepped forward and held his hand, preventing him from

his bloodshot eyes. After a

Cecilia refused.

carpet and started gathering the bottles

She looked like

Cecilia was not a child anymore. She was a

pulled her over and raised her chin, looking at

this world, and they

let’s at least have

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 matter how difficult it was, they had to face

didn’t hear him clearly because his words were

could ask, he pressed his

against the sofa. The bittersweet taste of red wine on

Mark…” she said in a trembling

gently stroked her face, eyeing her the

he wanted, because the way he looked at her now

her once on

his true desires and was

he felt that it was far

he carried her to the

rickety, rattling at

did her so ferociously that the small bed shook like a boat

relationships before, but she

on the other hand,

the bodyguards to retreat a little, and

morning, Cecilia

sore, but truth be told, she felt

you awake?” The man’s hoarse voice

to make

did it without restraint, not to mention the million things he had on his

he wanted to say to

before he could say anything, Cecilia’s timid voice

don’t worry. It

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

you’re calling me Mr.

harsh, and her eyes turned

underneath his gruff facade, Mark also felt bad. He loved her, but

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

and nodded shyly. “Yes, I like

anymore and just held

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

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

usually good at

didn’t know what to say or do. This little girl was

the edge of the

get going. Otherwise, I’ll be late for my meeting. Look at my neck. Do you think it looks like I’m

at him, tears welling up in her

They had slept together.

did she dare to ask him

wasn’t right

she didn’t wait

deliberately started to avoid him, but she

Mark was snubbed…

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

couldn’t admit to herself how much she wanted

their identities, she was

same, she still

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

room was huge, but there was only one

was wearing a light blue shirt and black suit pants