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

very uneasy, Cecilia tried

figure was no match for him, and the next

his shoulders tightly for support, but later on, she found herself wrapping her

from his kiss that she had no idea how she’d ever walk back

at the ravenous man in front of her. Why

day on, she started to

cross paths at the hospital,

her walk past him, Mark fell into deep

said, “You must’ve taken advantage of her, so

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

him, it had the opposite

he knew it. Whenever he was dealing with Rena’s matter, he couldn’t help but think about Cecilia

wondered if being together with her was

wanted to find a way out of

Mark hadn’t found

secretly send Alexis to the lab for treatment in order to

of this, Mark had slapped Waylen in

time, Mark couldn’t bear to deliver another slap. He knew that it was difficult for Waylen to have made such a

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

unwilling at first, Peter begged her

her, but stayed outside. He explained,

was dark inside the

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

to meet her worried

“That’s enough…”

stepped forward and held his hand, preventing

with his bloodshot eyes. After a

Cecilia refused.

knelt on the carpet and started gathering the bottles of

watched her. She looked like a

that Cecilia was not a child anymore. She was

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

both alone in this world, and

“Cecilia, let’s at least have a

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, he at least would have to

because

before she could ask, he pressed his lips

pressed her against the sofa. The bittersweet taste of red wine

she said in a

stroked her face,

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

her once on

true desires

yet, he felt that

carried her to

in there was rickety, rattling at

bed shook like a boat in the middle of a stormy

before, but she wasn’t really experienced in

hand, didn’t need her

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

morning, Cecilia awoke

a little sore, but truth be told, she felt really comfortable in his arms and didn’t want

you awake?” The man’s hoarse voice

to

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

he wanted to say to

before he could say anything, Cecilia’s timid

worry. It was just a one-night

Mr. Evans?

Aone-night stand?

angrily. He tugged at her ear and asked, “Who’s the one who called me ‘Uncle Mark’ the whole night? You little temptress, you’re

harsh, and her eyes

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

Mark pulled Cecilia into a hug and whispered,

“Yes,

anything anymore and just

he whispered in her

get dressed. “Get some more rest. I’ll be back

was usually

at this moment, he didn’t know what to say or

straightened his clothes neatly, sat on the edge

at my neck. Do you think it looks like I’m scratched by a naughty

Cecilia looked at

They had slept together.

nor did she dare to ask him if they

she wasn’t right for

aggrieved, she didn’t wait for him to come

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 little tired. “I’m going back to Czanch

couldn’t admit to herself how

their identities, she was destined

she

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

but there

was wearing a light blue shirt and black suit pants