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.
her youthful days were now
“Do you feel embarrassed?”
became energetic and was itching to
his arm and exclaimed, “I’ve
Mark released her hand.
seat, leisurely undoing his
“What’s the matter?”
her gaze
hesitation,
genuinely admired
Mark cast a glance her way and teased, “Feeling tempted? Didn’t you say you have something to
feigned focus on
annoyed, “What do you say inviting
bathroom, and his
going out. She’s content with her life
you and Edwin. Maybe she will agree to come over
Cecilia kept quiet.
the bathroom, Mark noticed Cecilia lost
“What’s on
stared at him. She wanted
for now. We
a soft and
way Mark
if
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Mark drew her close.
he was overflowing with passion. Despite knowing he might not last, he couldn’t hold back his desire, kissing her until
swept them
until midnight that
phone buzzed, and it was a call from
he gazed at the screen quietly for a few seconds before finally hitting the mute
flickered on and
he tenderly embraced Cecilia, nuzzling
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 with
daughter. She could not bring herself to embrace Laura
say, but Mark silenced her with
her from
his arms and whispered, “Let’s
to
had dozed off, so he silently got up,
a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table. As he stepped outside, a cool breeze swept into the bedroom, leaving a touch
against
blinked her eyes open, wide awake, unable to
urge
wearing her thin pajamas
cast a gentle glow on him, resembling a comforting embrace amid the dimly lit
in the soft light, he smoked in silence. His handsome face wore a slight
Cecilia to
the task, he had a knack for effortlessly resolving
downward and
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find contentment if Laura had a bright future but deep regret if her path ahead turned
Mark became aware of Cecilia’s
locked onto hers with feelings too deep to decipher, and Cecilia replied with a
smile held more
phone was in her
“Here’s
swiftly passed him the phone and hurriedly departed as if she
phone, which remained on silent, its screen flashing
glanced towards the study’s door, through which Cecilia
formed in Mark’s
answer button and
young girl sounded a
lit a cigarette and held it delicately between his
replied quietly, “I’m
surge of sympathy for
given birth to Laura and entrusted her
she found herself in an unfamiliar environment, a harsh situation for a
Mark requested that she pass the
then did Paul’s parents learn that Laura was having
Mark that they would take good care
on her. She had been deprived of a family’s warmth since childhood and now couldn’t
the phone, feeling
he knew that Cecilia felt even
extinguished his cigarette and returned to
enough, Cecilia was
her shoulders like a waterfall,
his phone on the
in to kiss her tenderly on
morning? If you
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closer to him, resting
way for a long time
his cigarette and returned to
enough, Cecilia was
cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, making her look
placed his phone on
tenderly on the
have work tomorrow morning? If you don’t get some sleep, how will you
to him,
a long time
gently stroked her hair and then kissed her
Cecilia trembled slightly.
it was their souls connecting. In that
awoke to find herself alone in
had already left for
she was
Light brown sweater and dark coffee
he saw Cecilia coming down, he flashed
a seat and
morning commercial shoot today,”
and offered, “I’ll drive you to the
of
“You don’t have to
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