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.

saying, “However,

self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

personal

implored 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

unkind words left

have never considered such

“Fine. I believe you.”

Cathy’s affairs from now on? Mark, I’m not as remarkable as Rena,

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

pained Cecilia deeply

Cecilia had given her heart to

was simple, yet if he couldn’t meet this request,

formed into

turned stormy, yet he

give me some time to sort

when his phone interrupted with its

brow creased in annoyance, but he

with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring to

unbuttoned his shirt and spoke in a hushed

“I’ll be right there.”

Cecilia, “I’ll head there to check

him with a

belongs to Cathy. Doesn’t that child have her grandparents? Mark, why do you have

heart wasn’t vast enough

bring her pain

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

his shirt and assured Cecilia to rest, promising to

turned away from him,

Mark departed. Soon after, the sound of the car

down Cecilia’s face. She wept

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

Restlessness kept her awake.

rose and dressed in a

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

peering at the glow

lingered in that spot for quite a

anything. Her mind was blank. Later,

flower-shaped frame

picture displayed Edwin, Mark, and

hand on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming

felt a burning sensation

quickly flipped the frame face down, unable

her at work

the hospital during the late hours of the

Laura was undergoing surgery.

operating room. Upon seeing Mark, she uttered with uncertainty,

no attention to

a medical supervisor approached Mark to brief

pneumonia due to a cold and advised the

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

demeanor, Mark suggested, “You could leave Laura in the care of Paul’s parents. That way, you can embark on a fresh journey to build

gaze held Mark in

injured hand, she asked,

a woman with a broken hand? Would you

inevitability of this

weariness from Cathy’s constant presence was wearing

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

It’s not about your broken hand. It’s

eyes held a burning

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

Laura,

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

her carefully in the future. We can’t allow this issue to happen

offered his gratitude to

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

see how others believe we make a

gaze was icy

erased the memory

let that

harmed Cathy’s hand, causing

child, Mark would be

way to

years older than Edwin,

at the crack

as soft as a kitten’s purr, she

tone, he assured her, “You’re

Her countenance remained tranquil

with the doctor, his phone rang. The

it was Zoey calling to

once he got home, so he didn’t answer

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

to his

the doorway, lost in

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

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

for Laura. He and Cathy were not

arrival, Cecilia and Edwin were nowhere to

informed, “Sir, your son has developed appendicitis and has been taken to the

was left

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

Cecilia to burst into tears and engage in a heated

in a composed manner, shared the location

didn’t utter

moment, he was at a loss

couldn’t alter the fact that she was left alone

made his way

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

“At last, you’re here.”

as he paced toward

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in

dim, and she bowed her head, making it difficult to discern her

stood to one side,