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.

“However,

to my self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

let personal

implored Cecilia to stay

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

words left

have never considered such

“Fine. I believe you.”

I’m not as remarkable as Rena, who can wait for someone for so many

I don’t want to wait. If

Cecilia deeply

one Cecilia had given her heart to for so many

she asked was simple, yet if he couldn’t meet this

hands formed into tight

yet

me some time to

respond when his phone interrupted

creased in annoyance, but he took the

Laura was struck with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring

and spoke in a hushed

“I’ll be right there.”

softly to Cecilia, “I’ll head there to

with a serene

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

vast enough for

bring her pain in

admitted,

Cecilia to rest, promising to take her and Edwin back to Duefron

from

the sound of the

Cecilia’s face. She

wouldn’t permit herself to weep for an

Restlessness kept her awake.

and dressed

crept into the night, carrying with it

at the glow of

lingered in that spot for

on anything. Her mind was blank. Later, she made her way to

frame

picture displayed Edwin, Mark,

on Mark’s shoulder,

felt a burning sensation in

face down, unable to look at it

up her belongings, resolving to return to Duefron with Edwin by dawn. Midday obligations awaited her at work with appointments she had pleaded to delay until then, and she couldn’t afford

hospital during the late hours of

Laura was undergoing surgery.

lingered outside the operating room. Upon seeing Mark,

no attention to

supervisor approached Mark

severe pneumonia due to a cold and advised the parents to

he had completed his conversation

an unconcerned demeanor, Mark suggested, “You could leave Laura in the care of Paul’s parents. That way, you can

held Mark in

injured hand, she

woman with a

recognized the inevitability of this

Cathy’s constant presence was

the wall, he lit

It’s not about your broken hand. It’s

held a

great fit, but he didn’t share the

she had Laura, and

Cathy for Mark’s wife and addressed her as Mrs.

future. We can’t

gratitude

VIP ward. Mark was about to visit Laura, and Cathy spoke

others believe we make a great

was icy

erased the

certainly hadn’t let

intentionally harmed Cathy’s hand, causing

With this child, Mark would

made his way

years older than

awake at

a kitten’s purr, she gazed at

soft and comforting tone, he assured her,

dutifully shut her eyes. Her countenance remained tranquil

phone rang.

was Zoey calling

planned to explain once he got home,

he discovered that she had drifted off to sleep, and all

to his

at the doorway,

might be beneficial for Laura to live with Paul’s parents. Take

into a slight smile. She knew he wanted her to head

sole concern was for Laura. He and Cathy were not acquaintances.

Edwin were nowhere to be

son has developed appendicitis and

was left

answered, he inquired

burst into tears and engage in a

the location and then abruptly ended the

didn’t utter another

wave of frustration engulfing him. At that moment, he was at

the fact that she

hurriedly made his way to

the hospital ahead of him. Drenched in sweat, Peter approached

“At last, you’re here.”

ghostly as he paced toward

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lingered in the

her head, making it difficult to discern her

stood to one side, leaning