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.

hushed his voice, saying, “However, that

self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

you shouldn’t let personal feelings

implored Cecilia to stay

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

words left Mark

have never considered such a

“Fine. I believe you.”

softly, “Could you refrain 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

I don’t want to wait. If you can’t manage

pained Cecilia deeply as she spoke

had given her heart to

if he couldn’t meet this request, she would

hands formed into

yet he kept his anger in

some time to

to respond when

brow creased in annoyance, but he

struck with severe pneumonia, her temperature

his shirt and spoke in a

“I’ll be right there.”

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

with

have her grandparents? Mark, why

wasn’t vast enough for such

only bring her pain

quiet moment, Mark admitted, “I owe

changed his shirt and assured Cecilia to rest, promising to take her

from

Soon after, the sound of the car engine echoed

Cecilia’s face. She wept

She wouldn’t permit herself to weep for

Restlessness kept her awake.

and dressed in

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

by the window, peering at the glow of street

lingered in that spot

anything. Her mind was blank. Later, she

frame adorned the

picture displayed Edwin, Mark, and

hand on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming with reserved

felt a burning sensation in her

frame face down, unable to

to Duefron with Edwin by dawn. Midday obligations awaited her at work with appointments she

reached the hospital during the late

Laura was undergoing surgery.

frail and anxious, lingered outside the operating room. Upon seeing Mark, she uttered with uncertainty, “Will Laura

no attention to

approached Mark to brief him on

a cold and

met Cathy’s only after he had completed his conversation with the medical

in the care of Paul’s parents. That way, you can embark on a fresh journey to

held

Lifting her injured

with a broken

recognized the inevitability of this

from Cathy’s constant presence

against the wall, he lit a cigarette, his voice a

I wouldn’t want you. It’s not about your broken hand. It’s about me

eyes held a

she and Mark were a great fit, but he didn’t share the same

Laura, and that was

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

We can’t allow this issue to happen again, especially since the child is

his gratitude

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

others believe we

was icy

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

hadn’t let that memory

harmed Cathy’s hand, causing her to

Laura. With this child, Mark would be

his way

was two years older than Edwin, bearing

at

with a voice as soft as a kitten’s purr, she gazed at Mark and uttered, “Uncle

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

shut her eyes. Her countenance remained tranquil

with the doctor, his phone rang. The call came

Zoey calling to give

to explain once he got home, so he

off to sleep, and all her vital signs were

rose to his

the doorway, lost

family is wealthy. It might be beneficial for Laura to live

curled into a slight smile. She knew he wanted

were not acquaintances. Without uttering a

his arrival, Cecilia and Edwin were nowhere to be

“Sir, your son has developed appendicitis and has been taken

was left

delay, he dialed Cecilia’s phone number. Once she answered, he inquired with a raspy voice, “Which hospital is

burst into tears and engage in

a composed manner, shared the location

didn’t utter

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

reasons, they couldn’t alter the fact that she was left alone to deal with Edwin’s

hurriedly made his way to

him. Drenched

“At last, you’re here.”

was ghostly as he paced

*

in the

dim, and she bowed her head,

one side,