A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

This room was essentially soundproof. Mark closed the door behind them before he placed Cecilia on the soft bed.

It was then that Cecilia finally exploded.

“Mark! What do you want? Do you still want to sleep with me?”

Mark quietly stared at her with an unfathomable gaze as he watched Cecilia’s chest heave with rage.

After a while, he decided to turn up the temperature inside the room.

While waiting for the room to warm up, the two of them shared a suffocating silence.

After all these years, this might be the first real argument between the two of them.

In the past, whatever quarrel they had was resolved by Mark’s unilateral suppression of the issue.

This time was different. Standing in front of the heater, Mark contemplated how he should phrase his next words. After a long time, he finally turned around and said to her, “I did let Cathy stay in Czanch. But, Cecilia, I’ll quit. I have already prepared my resignation.”

Cecilia knew that if they weren’t able to talk this through tonight, he would never let her go.

She pulled the quilt closer to her and crumpled its corners.

“So, will you stop seeing her and keep your distance from her in the future? Can you leave that child alone? If you say yes to these questions, then I will forgive you here and now. Then, our wedding will be held as scheduled.”

Mark gnashed his teeth and looked away.

He still had lingering feelings of guilt toward what had happened to Paul. On top of that, Paul’s child was completely innocent.

He took a deep breath and finally faced Cecilia.

“I won’t meet them unless it’s necessary.”

As soon as he said that, the disappointment became quickly evident on Cecilia’s face.

Mark had always been handsome even though he was tired. Many women yearned for him, but they were all unsuccessful.

Before, he said that he only wanted her and her alone, and back then, she believed him.

ALL she wanted from him was a relationship where both of them were equals.

However, after years of suffering and anticipation, she couldn’t even get a promise out of him.

Tears began to well up in her eyes.

After taking a deep breath, Cecilia looked Mark straight in the eye and emphasized each word, saying, “Mark, that’s Cathy! She was the mother of that little girl you once held in your arms and your past lover, someone whom you’ve had sex with! Well, what did you do? You should take care of her child! Are you kidding me? What? You want me to bear with it? Can’t I just marry someone else? Why do I have to keep humiliating myself Like this?”

Not to mention that Cathy almost killed her at that time.

Yet, over the years, her love for Mark had never wavered, not even once.

But at this moment, after repeated disappointments, she was starting to lose affection.

She began to harbor the idea of leaving him.

Right now, she was doubting whether his love for her was actually as deep as she had initially thought. Because if that were the case, then how come he would treat her like this? He was such a ruthless man! He knew how much she cared about their relationship.

Seeing the pained look on her face, Mark stepped forward and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, wanting to give a comforting pat.

But then, Cecilia slapped his hand away, shouting, “Don’t touch me!”

Her voice sounded harsh and venomous.

Mark swallowed hard. He tried leaning forward to kiss her lips, but Cecilia turned her face away.

With a tone as cold as ice, she told him, “Mark, is that how you see me? A dispensable woman? A sex partner? You indulge me whenever you’re in a good mood, but you push me away whenever you don’t need me.”

As Mark heard these words come out of Cecilia’s mouth, his countenance darkened.

Gazing at Cecilia’s troubled expression, Mark battled with his rising frustration.

“Do you view me that way? Am I just someone who wants intimacy from you in your eyes?”

“Didn’t you assume that?” Cecilia shouted in her heart.

She felt a wave of discomfort, her throat ached. She looked away in a sulk.

“I’m heading back to my room.”

Cecilia shifted a bit, and Mark’s hand instantly rested on her shoulder.

Mark’s gaze grew intense. He muttered in a hoarse tone, “Rest here.

I’m going to check on Edwin.”

Cecilia felt extremely downhearted.

Edwin arrived with a big smile, but his joy turned to disappointment when he spotted Mark holding another child. Edwin was taken aback and didn’t dare to inquire while she struggled to find the right words to clarify the situation.

Mark was away for around thirty minutes before he returned.

Cecilia was lost in thought, perched on the edge of the bed.

Mark observed her quietly for some time, then positioned himself near the heater without uttering a word.

The room was filled with an eerie silence.

This bedroom held their most cherished sweet memories.

When Cecilia’s eyes were getting teary, Mark’s phone chimed. He gazed at the phone and eventually picked it up. His tone was very gentle and loving.

“Laura?”

It was that lovely girl whose parents were Cathy and Paul. Mark and Laura had a brief conversation over the phone.

Then, Cathy grabbed the phone and whispered, “Laura’s running a fever.

Mark, could you help find a reputable doctor for her?”

Mark’s brow creased. Why would Laura suddenly become feverish?

Cathy spoke gently.

“Could you come over for a bit? Laura likes you deeply and wishes for your company.”

Without hesitation, Mark responded, “I’ll arrange for a doctor to see her.”

Mark then made a call to a doctor.

All this time, Cecilia observed with a detached gaze.

Once Mark finished the call, she questioned him calmly, “Mark, do you plan to look after them forever? It’s not your duty, and that child is not yours.”

Approaching her, Mark’s hand brushed Cecilia’s hair tenderly.

his voice, saying, “However, that child belongs

self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

personal

Cecilia to

inhaled deeply and remarked, “You’re the one who can’t stay composed. Mark, who is it that weighs on your conscience? Paul, the child, or Cathy? Are you merely using that child as an excuse to let Cathy stay in Czanch, and what’s your plan? Will you use the visits to the child to establish an ambiguous relationship with Cathy

left

considered such

“Fine. I believe you.”

from getting involved in Cathy’s affairs from now on? Mark, I’m not as remarkable as Rena, who can wait for someone for so many years

don’t want to wait. If you can’t manage it, then

words pained Cecilia deeply as

one Cecilia had given her heart to for so

was simple, yet if he couldn’t meet this request, she would let him

hands formed

usually kind expression turned stormy, yet he kept

me some time to

to respond when his

brow creased in annoyance,

came through, explaining that Laura was struck with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring to 40 degrees, causing

unbuttoned his shirt and spoke in a hushed

“I’ll be right there.”

the call, Mark said softly to Cecilia, “I’ll head there to check

faced him with a

questioned him, “The child belongs to Cathy. Doesn’t that child have her grandparents? Mark, why do you have to meddle

wasn’t vast

would only bring her pain in the

a quiet moment, Mark admitted, “I owe Paul a

shirt and assured Cecilia to rest, promising

from him,

sound of the car

Cecilia’s face.

she had grown beyond her innocence. She wouldn’t permit herself to weep for

Restlessness kept her awake.

dressed in a

crept into the night, carrying with it a Light sprinkle of

the window, peering at the glow of street lamps piercing the

that spot for quite

didn’t dwell on anything. Her mind was blank. Later, she made her way

frame adorned the

Edwin, Mark, and

on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming with

burning sensation in her

frame face down, unable to

awaited her at work with appointments she had pleaded to delay until then, and she couldn’t afford to miss

during the late hours

Laura was undergoing surgery.

frail and anxious, lingered outside the operating room. Upon

no attention

Mark

explained that the child had developed severe pneumonia due to a cold and

Cathy’s only after he had

could leave Laura in the care of Paul’s parents. That way, you can

gaze held Mark in

injured

woman with a

the inevitability of this

from Cathy’s constant presence was

the wall, he lit a cigarette, his voice a

It’s not about your broken hand. It’s about me

eyes held

she and Mark were a great

had Laura, and

Mark and instead waited silently, resembling worried parents. The doctor mistook Cathy for Mark’s wife and addressed her as Mrs. Evans when he emerged

You must watch over her carefully in the future. We can’t allow this issue to happen again, especially since the child is

offered his gratitude

Laura straight to the VIP ward. Mark was about to visit Laura,

believe we make

was

saying, “Cathy, you haven’t erased the memory of your fractured

certainly hadn’t let

sake of Cecilia, Mark intentionally harmed Cathy’s hand, causing her to

Cathy had Laura. With this child, Mark would

his way to

two years older than Edwin,

at the crack

as a kitten’s purr, she gazed at Mark and

her hair. In a soft and comforting tone, he assured her, “You’re safe.

shut her eyes. Her countenance remained

doctor, his phone rang. The call came from the

it was Zoey calling

once he got home, so he didn’t

she had drifted off to sleep, and all her vital signs were within the

rose to

lingering at the doorway, lost

a subdued tone, Mark suggested, “The Thomas family is wealthy. It might be beneficial for Laura to live with

smile. She knew he wanted her to head to

Cathy were not

Edwin were nowhere to

servant informed, “Sir, your son has developed appendicitis

left

Cecilia’s phone number. Once she answered, he inquired with a raspy voice,

and engage in a heated

a composed manner, shared the

utter

was at a loss for words,

reasons, they couldn’t alter the fact that she was left alone

his way to

had reached the hospital ahead of him. Drenched in sweat, Peter

“At last, you’re here.”

was ghostly as he

*

lingered in

lighting was dim, and she bowed her head, making it difficult to

to one side,