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.

voice, saying, “However, that child belongs

to my self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

shouldn’t let personal feelings interfere

Cecilia

the child, or Cathy? Are you merely using that child as an excuse to let Cathy

words left Mark somewhat

considered such

“Fine. I believe you.”

affairs from now on? Mark, I’m not

and I don’t want to wait.

pained Cecilia deeply as she

given her

simple, yet if he couldn’t meet this

formed into

kind expression turned stormy, yet he kept his

some time to sort it

about to respond when

creased in annoyance, but he took the

was struck with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring

unbuttoned his shirt and spoke in

“I’ll be right there.”

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

faced him with

that child have her grandparents? Mark, why do you have to meddle

wasn’t vast

only bring her

a quiet moment, Mark admitted, “I owe Paul

rest, promising

turned away from him, saying

after, the sound

rolled down Cecilia’s face. She wept

had grown beyond her innocence. She wouldn’t permit herself

Restlessness kept her awake.

dressed

the night, carrying with

at the glow of street lamps piercing

spot

blank. Later, she made her way to the living

frame adorned

Edwin,

hand on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming with

a burning sensation in her

flipped the frame face down, unable to look at it any

resolving to return to Duefron with Edwin by dawn. Midday obligations awaited her

the hospital during the late hours of the

Laura was undergoing surgery.

Upon seeing Mark,

paid no

supervisor approached Mark

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

only after he had completed his conversation with the medical

the care of Paul’s parents. That

held

injured hand,

a

recognized the inevitability of this

from Cathy’s constant

lit a cigarette,

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

eyes held

a great fit, but he didn’t

Laura, and that was

and instead waited silently, resembling worried parents. The doctor mistook Cathy

out of danger. You must watch over her carefully in the future. We can’t allow this issue to happen again,

offered his gratitude

VIP ward. Mark was about to

believe we make a

was

“Cathy, you haven’t erased the memory of

let

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

child, Mark would be

way to

than Edwin, bearing a resemblance

awake at the

eyes widened, and with a voice as soft as a kitten’s

her hair. In a soft and comforting tone, he assured her,

shut her eyes. Her countenance remained tranquil

phone rang. The call came from the landline at his

calling to

explain once he got home, so he

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

to his

was lingering at the doorway, lost in

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

She knew he wanted her to head

Cathy were not acquaintances. Without uttering a word, he drove

arrival, Cecilia and Edwin were nowhere

son has developed appendicitis and has been

left in

answered, he inquired with a raspy voice,

tears and engage in a

a composed manner, shared the location and then

utter

that moment, he was at a loss for words, unsure how to

alter the fact that

his way to

him. Drenched in

“At last, you’re here.”

he paced toward the

*

in the

and she bowed her head, making

side,