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

self-centered

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

you shouldn’t let personal feelings interfere with

implored Cecilia to

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 the child to

unkind words left Mark

considered such

“Fine. I believe you.”

involved in Cathy’s affairs from now on? Mark, I’m not as remarkable as Rena, who can wait for someone

wait. If

Cecilia deeply as she

the one Cecilia had given her heart to for so

if he couldn’t meet this request,

hands formed into tight

turned stormy, yet

me some time to

to respond when his phone

annoyance, but he took the

through, explaining that Laura was struck with severe

and spoke in

“I’ll be right there.”

softly to Cecilia, “I’ll head there

with a serene

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

heart wasn’t vast enough for such

generous would only bring her pain in the

a quiet moment, Mark admitted, “I

rest, promising to

from

Mark departed. Soon after, the sound of the

Cecilia’s

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

Restlessness kept her awake.

rose and dressed in

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

at the glow of street lamps piercing the

lingered in that spot

Her mind was blank. Later, she made

flower-shaped frame adorned

displayed Edwin, Mark,

rested his hand on Mark’s shoulder, both beaming with

burning sensation

frame face down, unable to look at it any

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

during the late hours of

Laura was undergoing surgery.

the operating room. Upon seeing Mark,

paid no attention to

supervisor approached Mark to

severe pneumonia due to a cold and advised the parents to

Cathy’s only after he had

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 a

held Mark

her injured hand, she asked, “Mark, be

want a woman with a broken hand? Would you

inevitability of this

constant presence was

he lit a cigarette, his voice a

want you. It’s not about your broken hand. It’s about

eyes held a burning

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

Laura, and

resembling worried parents. The doctor mistook Cathy for Mark’s wife and addressed her as Mrs. Evans

We

his gratitude

VIP ward. Mark was about to visit Laura,

how others believe we

gaze was icy

you haven’t erased the memory

certainly hadn’t let that

Mark intentionally harmed Cathy’s

With this child, Mark would be shadowed by

way

was two years older than

awake at the crack of

with a voice as soft as a

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

Her countenance remained tranquil and

with the doctor, his phone rang. The call came

calling to give

explain once he got home,

drifted off to sleep, and all her vital signs were

rose to his

the

family is wealthy. It might be beneficial for Laura to live with Paul’s

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

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

Edwin were

developed

was left in

he inquired with a raspy voice, “Which hospital

into tears and engage in a heated argument with

composed manner, shared the location and then abruptly ended

didn’t utter

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

alter the fact that she was left

hurriedly made his

reached the hospital ahead of him. Drenched in

“At last, you’re here.”

was ghostly as he paced toward the operating

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in the

her head, making it difficult

to one side, leaning