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, that

self-centered desires back

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

personal feelings

implored Cecilia

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 Mark

considered

“Fine. I believe you.”

continued 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

I don’t want to wait.

deeply as she spoke

was the one Cecilia had given her heart to

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

hands formed into tight

stormy, yet he

me some time to sort

when his phone

creased in annoyance, but he took

with

unbuttoned his shirt and

“I’ll be right there.”

Cecilia, “I’ll head there to check on

faced him with a

child have her grandparents? Mark, why do you

wasn’t vast

bring her

a quiet moment, Mark admitted,

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

from him,

sound

Cecilia’s face. She wept

innocence. She wouldn’t permit herself to

Restlessness kept her awake.

rose and dressed

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

by the window, peering at the

in that spot for

was blank. Later, she made her way to the living

frame

Edwin, Mark, and

his hand on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming

felt a burning

down,

to Duefron with Edwin by dawn. Midday obligations awaited her at work with appointments she had pleaded to delay until then, and she

hospital during the late

Laura was undergoing surgery.

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

paid no attention

supervisor approached Mark to brief him on

developed severe pneumonia due to a cold and advised the parents to be more attentive to the

had completed his conversation with the

Paul’s parents. That way, you can embark on a fresh journey to build

gaze held

injured

would want a woman with a broken hand? Would

inevitability of

weariness from Cathy’s constant

the wall, he lit

want you. It’s not about your broken hand. It’s about me not having feelings

held a burning

Mark were a great

she had Laura, and that was

mistook Cathy for Mark’s wife and addressed her as Mrs. Evans when he emerged from the

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

gratitude to

the nurse escorted Laura straight to the VIP ward. Mark was about to visit Laura, and Cathy

see how others believe we make

was icy and

haven’t erased the memory

let

Cecilia, Mark intentionally harmed Cathy’s

Laura. With this child, Mark would be

made his way to

older than Edwin, bearing

at the

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

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

Her countenance

the doctor, his phone rang. The call came from the landline

Zoey calling to

got home, so he

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

rose to his

at the

wealthy. It might be beneficial for Laura to live with Paul’s parents. Take some time

a slight smile. She knew

were not acquaintances. Without

arrival, Cecilia and Edwin were nowhere to be

has developed appendicitis and

left in

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

burst into tears and engage

the location

utter another

he was at a loss for words, unsure how to

the fact that she was left alone to deal

hurriedly made his way

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

“At last, you’re here.”

as he paced toward

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in

she bowed her head, making it difficult to

side, leaning on