A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

When Mark heard this, he looked at his phone.

After some time, he smiled and said, “Okay.”

Just then, the door was pushed open and a young doctor with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in.

“Mr. Evans, I want to talk to you about your condition,” he said to Mark.

Peter cursed the doctor in his mind.

Why did he choose to come at this particular time?

Nevertheless, Peter watched as Mark took the report from the doctor and read it. But all of a sudden, the originally happy smile on Mark’s face froze.

Peter’s heart skipped a beat when he noticed this.

“Wie have a new plan,” the young doctor said.

“But the course of treatment will be longer. It will take a year. The process will be very painful, but the chance of success could be increased from five percent to thirty percent. I just want to ask for your personal opinion, Mr. Evans. And of course, it will cost a lot of money.”

Thirty percent chance to live?

“I agree,” Mark said without hesitation.

The young doctor then handed him a document and asked him to read and sign it.

Mark no Longer had any energy to read another document, so he asked Peter to read it for him. Peter obeyed. After reading it, he kept quiet.

The treatment was indeed aggressive and painful. Any ordinary person would definitely give up, but Peter knew how much Mark wanted to live, so he said to his boss, “No problem. I’ll be there with you.”

Mark then took the pen and signed the form.

After signing, he slowly put down the pen and said, “I hope we can return home this time next year for a much-needed family reunion.”

He was hoping that he would still be alive by then.

Fourteen months soon came and went.

During spring, all things came back to life and the weather became warm again.

After Cecilia finished her work for the day, she drove back home.

The only thing on her mind was Olivia.

The 14-month-old baby hadn’t been completely weaned yet.

When she got home, she stepped down from the car with a bag of baguettes in her hand as usual

It was Marcus’ favorite food.

But Cecilia was moving slower than usual today. The reason was right in front of her–The Fowler residence was different today. There were several black Audis parked at the gate of the villa, and the fountain that hadn’t been working in a long time was now working.

At some point, she came to a complete halt.

She had just seen a handsome figure standing in the garden.

He was still thin, but he looked a lot better than he was the last time she saw him.

It was spring and he was wearing a dark brown sweater and a thin wool coat.

The bag of baguettes in Cecilia’s hand fell to the ground as she recognized the man she had been staring at.

“Mark,” she whispered with a gasp.

Mark had returned.

He had indeed comeback.

Cecilia had frequently experienced abrupt awakenings from her dreams, fearing that Mark had died.

News had circulated that he had been improving over the past six months, leading her to expect contact from him. However, he had never reached out to her.

Now, out of the blue, he had reappeared.

It was just like that evening many years ago when several Audis suddenly showed up at the villa. She was all frustrated because of Harold. Hearing the noise downstairs, she went to check and saw Mark there.

Cecilia’s eyes welled up with tears.

She stood motionless, gazing at Mark, while everything around them seemed to grow quiet.

Her mind went blank.

The only thing she knew was that he had returned.

Mark, too, looked at her with longing in his eyes.

She looked as beautiful as ever but had also matured.

Finally, Cecilia snapped back to reality. Her lips quivered, and her face turned unusually red. She bent down to conceal her emotions and began to pick up the bread that had fallen to the ground.

“They’re dirty. You can buy new ones next time.” Mark bent down to assist her.

Their hands grazed.

The simple touch of her skin elicited a strong reaction, and she suddenly stood up.

She left the baguettes on the ground and stumbled away.

Mark stood up and watched her retreating figure.

At the same time, Rena walked over slowly.

She held Edwin’s hand. Edwin appeared composed, but his dark eyes were fixed on Mark.

It was as though Edwin feared that Mark might disappear again.

“Uncle Mark!” Rena’s voice quivered slightly.

She looked up at Mark with admiration in her eyes. Her voice carried a hint of impending tears.

Over the past two years, she had visited Rouemn more than 20 times.

She had witnessed Mark’s most painful moments.

She knew how hard it had been for him to stand here today.

Thankfully, it was all over, and the future looked promising.

Mark gently patted Rena and bent down to look at Edwin. He asked gently, “Can you take me to see your sister?”

Edwin still maintained his stoic expression.

Mark felt a pang in his heart. He extended his hand to touch the little boy’s head, and said, “Silly boy.”

Edwin pursed his Lips.

replied, “She is in mom’s

briskly, his

felt a

said softly, “He’ll come around

upset. He led Mark to the second floor before rushing off to

knocked on the

presence of a little baby seemed to infuse it with an extra sweet scent that hung in

the Light, making it difficult for Mark to see

quietly closed

pink wooden crib, where Olivia was

over a

the room, and the baby

was tender, with brown curly

her features were bright and attractive, in contrast

Mark adored Olivia.

Olivia

eyes locked

scooped her up, and, instead of shying away, the little girl nuzzled closer to him. She softly

felt his eyes well

her bottom with

you know

Olivia couldn’t

merrily and snuggled her soft face

while, savoring the sweet milky scent emanating from her body. He adjusted her dress, and then walked out to

still standing

loose long cardigan, her

breeze

Her silhouette looked enchanting.

to sense his presence. She softly said, “I thought you

Mark remained silent.

turned around, and gazed at him with reddened eyes and nose, indicating that she had

her not to

said in a hushed tone, “We were over, but you should consider

Mark admitted, his voice choked with

his deep regret, his

chose not to

his slender fingers, and then

just

years. I heard you’ve been bringing Olivia

he really meant by saying all

emotions and murmured, “I care about

“I know.”

Despite his recent illness,

a while, Mark was about to bid

the room and noticed the

and asked, “What are you standing here? Let’s go downstairs for dinner. Today, we’re celebrating two joyful occasions simultaneously. My parents are in high spirits, so they’ve requested the chef to prepare several of Mark’s preferred

Two joyful occasions?

this, Mark detected something amiss and

I’ll join you. I haven’t seen my mom yet, and I’d like to visit her first. Let’s have

didn’t miss the

a pity! The gentleman joining us today is from the Smith family, and he’s

appeared slightly taken

once but hadn’t given it

Mark smiled gently.

“That’s truly a pity.”

whispered, “I’ll come to visit the children on

Mark descended

more black limousines had arrived at the

a man in his early

an air of handsomeness

man recognized Mark and

“Mr. Evans.”

and appraised the man for a moment before

arrived at that

man, Thomas Smith, to sit down and

to

Cecilia sitting next to

her eyes were slightly

at the

Mark’s arm, and whispered to the others, “I’ll see my

Angela’s Library

Mark didn’t decline.

walked slowly toward the

Mark, Cecilia hasn’t had an easy time these past two years. She’s been on several

reached the car,

is in

Mark’s gaze was tender.

her disheveled

understand. I let

had fallen

relied on her parents

had arranged for her to meet someone, and naturally she felt

hand, Rena

and said, “Please give my regards to Grandma,

Mark nodded.

noticed Edwin

Mark’s heart softened.

the trunk, and retrieved

thousands of paper

cautiously approached, his eyes fixed on the

touched Edwin’s head and said, “I missed

Angela’s Library

a paper plane. At night, I could take

Edwin remained silent.

dragged the

squat there, his gentle and handsome

often sits

slightly to blinked away his

the car door, and got

began to drive away, leaving Rena standing there for a long

her, noting that her eyes were slightly red, and he said softly, “Your eyes aren’t red because you got something in them, right?

held onto Waylen’s arm as they walked

discuss as a couple. Rena asked softly, “Why did you invite the young man from the

Waylen smiled faintly.

a question, “Are you

is my uncle and the other is like a sister

lit a cigarette, wrapping his