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

very uneasy, Cecilia tried

figure was no match for him, and the next

legs limp. She could only hold his shoulders tightly for support,

from his kiss that she had no

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

that day on, she

paths at the hospital, but she’d pretend

him,

and said, “You must’ve taken advantage

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 because she

him, it had the opposite

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

together with her

a way out

until now, Mark hadn’t

send Alexis to the lab for treatment in order to set

of this, Mark had slapped

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

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

unwilling at first, Peter

her, but stayed

inside the small

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

her footsteps, so he raised his head to meet her worried gaze. Then

“That’s enough…”

stepped forward and held his hand, preventing him from holding the

his bloodshot eyes.

Cecilia refused.

the carpet and started

her. She looked like

well aware that Cecilia was not a child anymore. She

gently pulled her over and raised her chin, looking

they were both alone in this world, and

let’s at least have a

moment, he

clearly because his words were

ask, he pressed his

her, he pressed her against the sofa. The bittersweet taste

Mark…” she said in a

gently stroked her face, eyeing her

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

it with her

true desires and

he felt that it was far from

carried her to

was rickety, rattling

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

had been in relationships before, but she wasn’t really experienced

on the other hand, didn’t need

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

the following morning, Cecilia

truth be told, she felt really comfortable

The man’s hoarse

to make a

mention the million things he had on

something he wanted to say to

say anything, Cecilia’s timid voice

don’t worry. It

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

called me ‘Uncle Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re calling me Mr.

words were harsh, and her eyes turned a

also felt bad. He loved her, but he

into a hug and whispered, “Have you gotten the rabbit doll yet? Did you

nodded shyly. “Yes, I

anymore and

whispered in her ear, “As long as you

her and began to get dressed. “Get

usually

what to say or do. This little girl was

neatly, sat on the edge of the bed,

my neck. Do

quilt, Cecilia looked at him, tears welling up

They had slept together.

he didn’t promise anything, nor did she dare to ask

knew she wasn’t right for him,

she didn’t wait for

to avoid him, but she couldn’t fall

Mark was snubbed…

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

herself how much

identities, she was

same, she still pined

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

there

was wearing a light blue