A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1691-1700
Cathy called out to his retreating figure, “Mark! She’s my child!”
Mark came to a halt.
Then he said quietly, “She is not! She’s Paul’s child, and she is quite unlike you.”
Laura’s innocent gaze held no cunning plots within.
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Children embodied purity, and Laura shouldn’t be swayed by Cathy.
Mark walked away decisively, leaving Cathy alone, her smile tinged with self-mockery.
She chuckled at her hopeful imagination. Even a child could not keep Mark by her side.
Mark boarded his private jet, and his mood soured.
Peter was the kindest and most thoughtful of them all. Pouring a glass of red wine, he passed it to Mark, seated beside him, and grinned, remarking, “Cathy picked her path. She can’t blame anyone else.”
Cathy stirred up so much trouble that her family couldn’t welcome her anymore, believing she had disgraced them. It could be said that the people around her had distanced themselves from her.
Mark didn’t sip the wine, declining with a charming gesture, straightening his shirt.
“Peter, she wasn’t always this way. Once, she was reasonable and kind.”
He seemed to drift into his world of thoughts.
“Love can sometimes make people lose their way.”
Peter knew how to cheer Mark up and quickly responded, “That’s not always the case! Take Cecilia, for example. Her love for you is deep, yet she doesn’t compromise her values. Her career thrives. She’s your ideal one.”
Mark gave him a look.
Peter felt puzzled and asked, “Did I say something incorrect?”
Mark grinned and said, “No. It’s just I’ve thought about something the wrong way all the time.”
Mark had long believ
ed that women like Cathy and Miss Holt embodied independence. However, Peter’s words made him realize he was wrong on that.
Cecilia was the epitome of the self-reliant woman he had always admired.
Perhaps she lived comfortably with only modest goals.
Still, considering her origins in the Fowler family, how could anyone expect her to be ordinary?
Her love had its boundaries.
The thought of Cecilia made Mark’s heart flutter. He was eager to reunite with her.
Peter had a knack for reading Mark’s mind. After guessing what was on Mark’s mind, he refrained from adding more words.
By nine o’clock in the evening, the private jet touched down.
An hour and a half later, Mark was back at the villa.
In the hallway, there was just a single wall lamp still lit.
Surrounded by the gentle, golden light, he sensed the warmth of home.
A sweet home with Cecilia and Edwin.
Mark removed his coat and gazed around the villa adorned with decorations from a while ago, and his heart warmed with nostalgia.
He made his way upstairs and headed straight to the child’s bedroom.
Edwin had dozed off. While sleeping, he remained perfectly still, lying on his side with his small body snugly wrapped under the quilt.
Only half of his soft face was visible. His brown hair had a shiny, vibrant color.
Mark perched on the bed’s edge, loosened his shirt and leaned down to plant a kiss.
Edwin remained asleep, but he murmured something in his dream.
Mark watched over him tenderly for some time.
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At last, he carefully tucked Edwin in and returned to his bedroom, where Cecilia was still engrossed in her tasks.
Perched on the couch in her white robe, Cecilia was absorbed in a script.
Her slightly wet hair was draped down, and a fresh scent emanated from her.
She had just stepped out of a shower.
Mark eased the door shut, speaking softly.
“It’s late. Are you still going over your lines?”
Cecilia lifted her gaze to him.
Delight flickered in her eyes, but she kept it subtle, not wanting to reveal too much.
Leaning against the doorframe, Mark undid the buttons on his shirt and grumbled, “I’m completely worn out!”
He had a talent for handling relationships with women.
Revealing vulnerability would often evoke women’s sympathy, and Cecilia, at the very least, felt a bit concerned.
However, she remained seated and refused to get up.
Mark sat beside her, wearing a gentle smile, and affectionately ruffled her hair.
“How did your day out shopping go?”
Cecilia shared some information about Rena with him, and without overthinking, she remarked, “Once Elva is born, Waylen and Rena will have two little girls.”
Yet, they had no daughters of their own.
Despite his fatigue, Mark’s smile remained. He reclined against the sofa, too weary to move much.
Nevertheless, he drew her into his embrace.
He took her hand, sliding it inside his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin.
Cecilia pulled back her hand.
“I’m not kidding!”
With a tender grin, Mark said, “Don’t we already have a little girl at home?” As he said this, he playfully tugged at her long hair.
Cecilia got the hint.
realizing her youthful days were now behind
“Do you feel embarrassed?”
break, Mark became energetic and was itching to
arm and exclaimed, “I’ve got a big newsflash
Mark released her hand.
leisurely undoing his belt, almost as if preparing for a
“What’s the matter?”
lifted her gaze toward
garments without hesitation, appearing just like his usual
admired
glance her way and teased, “Feeling tempted? Didn’t you say
and feigned focus on her
blurted out, slightly annoyed, “What do you say inviting Zoey over
toward the bathroom, and his response drifted
out. She’s content
will agree to come over if you invite her
Cecilia kept quiet.
the bathroom, Mark noticed
her, inquiring, “What’s on your mind? Did I
him. She wanted to
her hair tenderly and whispered, “What’s going through your head? How could I leave her alone? She’ll stay there alone for now. We will take Edwin back to Czanch in a
a soft and
appreciated the way Mark comforted
“I won’t if you
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Mark drew her close.
Despite knowing he might not last, he couldn’t hold back
intense lovemaking swept them off their
until midnight that Mark stirred from his
phone buzzed, and it was
at the screen quietly for a few seconds before finally
light flickered on and
him, so he tenderly embraced Cecilia,
Cecilia’s eyes fluttered open.
She sensed Mark’s melancholy.
if Laura hadn’t been Cathy’s daughter, they might have welcomed Laura with open arms, raising her up as Rena did
Cathy’s daughter. She could not bring herself
had something to say, but Mark silenced her with a
prevented her
Cecilia in his arms and
came to a
dozed off, so he silently got up, leaving his phone
pack of cigarettes on the bedside table. As he stepped outside, a cool breeze swept into the bedroom, leaving a touch of
against
blinked her eyes open, wide awake,
urge
darkness wearing her thin pajamas until she eventually located Mark
spotlight cast a gentle glow on him, resembling a comforting embrace amid the dimly lit
light, he smoked in silence. His handsome face wore a slight frown as if his thoughts were clouded with
for Cecilia to see Mark in such a
task, he had a
her gaze downward and drifted
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contentment if Laura had a bright future but deep regret if her path
Mark became aware of
onto hers with feelings too deep to decipher, and Cecilia replied with
smile held more sorrow
phone was in
“Here’s
phone and hurriedly departed as if she
which remained on silent, its screen flashing
answering, he glanced towards the study’s door, through
lump formed
the answer button and Laura’s voice
sounded
and held it delicately between his fingers. He asked softly, “It’s late. Why aren’t you
replied quietly,
surge of
birth to Laura and entrusted her care to
unfamiliar environment, a harsh situation for a
words to Laura, Mark requested that she pass the
then did Paul’s parents learn that Laura was having trouble
they would take good care of
her. She had been deprived of a family’s warmth since
the phone, feeling a surge
that
extinguished his cigarette and
enough, Cecilia was still
a waterfall, making her look striking as
placed his phone on
kiss her tenderly on the lips, noting
have work tomorrow morning? If you don’t get some
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didn’t resist, and instead, nestled closer to him, resting her
that way for a long time until
his cigarette and
enough, Cecilia
hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, making her look
his phone
her tenderly on the lips,
you have work tomorrow morning? If you don’t get some sleep, how will you
and instead, nestled closer to him, resting her head
way for a long time until his
stroked her hair and then kissed
Cecilia trembled slightly.
their souls connecting. In that moment,
Cecilia awoke to
Mark had
stairs, she was surprised to find
dark
Cecilia coming down, he flashed a warm smile
and
a morning commercial shoot
and offered, “I’ll drive you to the set
of milk and
whispered, “You don’t have
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