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, that child belongs to

to my self-centered desires

Cecilia’s eyes grew wide.

let personal feelings interfere

implored Cecilia

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

words left Mark somewhat

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

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

Cecilia deeply as she spoke

the one Cecilia had given her heart to for

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

hands formed

yet he

time

when his phone interrupted

in annoyance, but he took

with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring

unbuttoned his shirt and spoke in a

“I’ll be right there.”

to Cecilia, “I’ll head there to

with a serene

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

vast enough for such

bring her pain

a quiet moment, Mark admitted, “I owe Paul

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

from him,

after, the sound of the car engine echoed from

Cecilia’s

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

Restlessness kept her awake.

dressed in

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

paused by the window, peering at the glow

lingered in that spot

dwell on anything. Her mind was blank. Later,

bronze flower-shaped frame adorned

displayed Edwin,

hand on Mark’s

felt a burning

face down, unable to

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

the hospital during the late hours

Laura was undergoing surgery.

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

paid no

medical supervisor approached Mark to brief him

explained that the child had developed severe pneumonia due to a cold and advised the parents to be more

eyes met Cathy’s only after he had completed

leave Laura in the care of Paul’s parents. That

gaze held

injured hand, she asked, “Mark,

want a woman with a

the inevitability of this

Cathy’s constant presence was wearing on

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

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

held a

great fit, but he didn’t share

Laura,

and instead waited silently, resembling worried parents. The doctor mistook Cathy for Mark’s wife and addressed her as

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

gratitude to

ward. Mark was about

see how others believe we make a

gaze was

you haven’t erased the memory of your

let that

harmed Cathy’s hand, causing her

had Laura. With this child, Mark

made his way to Laura’s

than Edwin, bearing

awake at the crack

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

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

shut her eyes. Her

Mark had another brief conversation with the doctor, his phone

guessed it was Zoey calling to give him

to explain once he got home, so he didn’t

again, he discovered that she had drifted off to sleep,

rose to his

at the

subdued tone, Mark suggested, “The Thomas family is wealthy. It might be beneficial for Laura to

smile. She knew he wanted her to head to

Cathy were not acquaintances. Without uttering

Cecilia and Edwin

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

was left in

answered, he inquired with a raspy voice, “Which

tears and

composed manner, shared the location

didn’t utter

he was at a loss for words,

the fact that she was

made his way to

ahead of him. Drenched in sweat,

“At last, you’re here.”

was ghostly as he

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lingered in the

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

to one side, leaning