A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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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.

bit, realizing her youthful days were now behind

“Do you feel embarrassed?”

break, Mark became energetic and

playfully nudged his arm and exclaimed, “I’ve got

Mark released her hand.

from his seat, leisurely undoing his belt, almost as

“What’s the matter?”

lifted her gaze

his garments without hesitation, appearing

admired his

glance her way and teased, “Feeling tempted? Didn’t you say you have something

reclined and feigned focus

do you say inviting

had already walked toward the bathroom,

not fond of going out. She’s

Maybe she will agree to come over if

Cecilia kept quiet.

Mark noticed Cecilia lost

“What’s on your mind? Did I

him. She wanted to keep

there alone for now. We will take Edwin back to Czanch in a few

spoke with a soft

appreciated the way

won’t if

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Mark drew her close.

passion. Despite knowing he might not last, he couldn’t hold back his desire, kissing

lovemaking swept them off their

until midnight that Mark

buzzed, and it was a call

the darkness, he gazed at the screen quietly for a few seconds before

flickered on and

tenderly embraced Cecilia, nuzzling his face against her

Cecilia’s eyes fluttered open.

She sensed Mark’s melancholy.

dearly. She mused that if Laura hadn’t been Cathy’s daughter, they might have welcomed Laura with open

not bring herself to embrace Laura as

to say, but Mark silenced her

prevented her from

drew Cecilia in his

came to a

believed she had dozed off, so he

for a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table. As he stepped outside, a cool breeze swept into

against the white

open, wide

the urge to rise

the darkness wearing her thin pajamas until she eventually located Mark in

him, resembling a comforting embrace amid

in silence. His handsome face wore a

rare for Cecilia to

the task, he had a knack

cast her gaze downward and drifted into quiet

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deep regret if her path ahead turned gloomy. Not tending to the sole heir of Paul would weigh heavily on

Mark became

hers with feelings too deep to decipher, and Cecilia replied with a

smile held more sorrow than

phone was

“Here’s your

swiftly passed him the phone and hurriedly departed as if she feared having second

remained on

he glanced towards the

lump formed in Mark’s

pressed the answer button and

sounded

lit a cigarette and held it delicately between his fingers. He asked softly, “It’s

replied quietly, “I’m

of

had given birth to Laura and entrusted her

an unfamiliar environment, a harsh situation for a

Mark requested that she pass the phone to Paul’s parents where he

Laura was having trouble falling

they would

been deprived of a family’s warmth since childhood and now couldn’t often see Mark, who gave

the phone, feeling a surge of mixed

that Cecilia felt

extinguished his cigarette and returned

enough, Cecilia

shoulders like a waterfall, making her look striking as she leaned against the

phone on the

in to kiss her tenderly on

you don’t get some sleep, how will you

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closer to him, resting

long time until his

and returned to

enough, Cecilia was still

long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, making her look striking as she leaned against

phone

on the lips, noting that they felt

asked softly, “Don’t you have work tomorrow morning? If you don’t get some sleep, how will

nestled closer to him,

time until his

her hair and then kissed her

Cecilia trembled slightly.

as if it was their souls connecting. In that

Cecilia awoke to find herself

Mark had already left for

she was surprised to find Mark still

and dark

Edwin. When he saw Cecilia coming down, he flashed a warm smile and said, “Let’s take

seat and brushed her long hair

a morning commercial shoot today,” she

a glass of warm milk and offered, “I’ll drive you to the set

took a sip of milk and regarded

don’t have to do

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