A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Hearing this, Mark slightly opened his eyes.

Cecilia then helped him take off his coat.

She searched his coat pockets for the medicine bottle. Instead, what she found were a few candies, which were her favorites.

She stared at them for a long time as a million thoughts began racing in her mind.

Meanwhile, Mark felt as though the world around him was spinning.

He gave her hand a slight squeeze as he lethargically looked up at her.

“Cecilia, is there a chance for us to go back in the past? You can call me Uncle Mark, like you used to, and I can treat you as my little girl.”

Even now that Cecilia was a mature woman, Mark still treated her as a little girl.

After saying that, Mark no longer had the energy to listen to her answer. Although his mind was only half-lucid, he still stubbornly held on to her hand. It was as though he was afraid that the moment he let go, all the warmth that he had worked so hard to build would dissipate into thin air.

The light around them was dim.

Cecilia had chosen this crystal chandelier herself-one produced in Ypsila and worth two million dollars.

She liked it very much because of its shiny and gorgeous appearance.

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She thought it would look nice at home.

Although some things remained constant, the same could not be said about people.

She met his pleading eyes and stared at him in silence. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to answer him.

After a while, Peter arrived with the doctor.

When Cecilia opened the door, she was somewhat embarrassed.

Thankfully, Peter broke the awkwardness first by saying, “Thank you.

He needs to preserve his health, but he’s clearly not taking care of himself!”

Cecilia forced a smile.

It was obvious that this doctor was completely dedicated to Mark.

After taking Mark’s temperature and performing a thorough physical exam, the doctor remarked, “It’s not that serious. Two injections should be enough to bring down his fever. However, that doesn’t change the fact he needs to be more careful in the future.”

After that, Peter helped Mark up and led him to his bedroom.

There, the doctor gave Mark an injection.

Mark’s body was flat on the bed. His throat bulged as a whisper escaped his lips, uttering a name in his sleep.

With a smile, the doctor said goodbye.

When Peter came back after walking the doctor out, he saw Cecilia standing in front of the French window of the bedroom. The sky outside was dark, and the rain had already subsided.

From behind, Cecilia’s posture exhibited loneliness.

While she was only a simple girl, she was forced to grow up in her relationship with Mark.

Peter warily approached Cecilia, and after hesitating for a while, he said, “Cecilia, I’m not defending him. But I just want to tell you that if it weren’t for you, Edwin, and Olivia, Mr. Evans wouldn’t be alive.

He had narrowly escaped death so many times back in Rouemn.

But I think a lot of people would rather die than go through the pain of treatment.”

Slowly, Cecilia looked up.

Then, after a long silence, she let out a soft sigh and said, “I know.”

She sank her head once again, mustering all her strength just to keep her emotions at bay.

“Mark felt that he failed to do right by me, so he didn’t want to drag me down when he became ill,” she murmured.

“He chose to face his illness alone and prepared for the worst. But Peter, he has thought and accounted for everything but my feeling! Did it ever occur to him that if he really couldn’t make it, I would regret fighting with him and separating from him? Did he ever think that I would blame myself for the rest of my life?”

Peter remained silent, unable to deny it.

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Cecilia flashed a faint smile and continued, “That day, he said that he wanted to accompany me for the prenatal checkups. When I heard that, I almost burst in joy because he wasn’t there with me when I had Edwin. But then, when I went to see him, he had only left me a letter, telling me that I shouldn’t wait for him anymore. From that day on, I took his words to heart and stopped waiting for him.

Although I’m glad that he came back alive, there are some things in the past that you can no longer change.”

To Cecilia, it wasn’t that she no longer loved Mark. Rather, she didn’t see any reason for her to be with him anymore.

Peter knew this as well.

The entire time, he just stayed quiet as he stood by her side and accompanied her.

After a while, Cecilia turned around and smiled.

“Thank you for taking care of him. Because of you, Edwin and Olivia can still have their father.”

When Cecilia left, she felt a hollowness in her chest that was hard to explain.

She was cold and unfeeling. She knew that she shouldn’t get back together with him because if she did, her heart, which had been broken countless times already, might break again into a million pieces. And if that were to happen, she was afraid she could no longer recover from it.

Right now, all she wanted was for herself and Mark to be a family.

Peter walked her downstairs.

When he opened the car door for her, he hesitated for a moment before saying, “Lina and I adopted that child.”

As Cecilia sat in the car, her body froze midway in shock.

Peter patted her on the shoulder and said, “Drive carefully, okay?

Don’t be so absent-minded.”

Cecilia forced a smile.

She then slowly rolled up the window and gently stepped on the accelerator. As the engine revved to life, the red sports car drove away.

The rain had already stopped.

The road ahead of her was filled with puddles of water, which reflected the city’s neon lights. At night, they looked strangely beautiful.

Cecilia turned on the music, and a soothing Love song began to play.

As she drove to the Fowler’s house, she couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down her eyes.

Her family had not yet eaten and was waiting for her. Since the children were growing hungry, Rena had made some cookies for them.

bit her biscuit and ground it using her

she brought home with her a

took the box from

accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha!

on her fist and cleared

when she saw the milk powder,

gnashed her teeth and cursed in her

then came over and announced, “I’m

she felt her hand

little boy looked up at

a smile, Cecilia gently caressed his face and answered, “He’s not

long face and

he was going to have dinner with

not knowing what

Edwin let go of

really in denial, isn’t

gets his personality from? I don’t think it’s from

and let out

tension in the air, Rena elbowed

wife’s words and instead, wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine,

her eyes. She thought Waylen

Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye

girl after all. As such, she couldn’t share some things to

hearing her out, Rena comforted

to leave, Waylen shot his wife a

emanating from her expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such

he draped his coat over his wife’s

anything

got in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans

called Peter to look

and replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing to

of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless

she couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

was deep in thought as he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why

Rena shook her head.

too late now. He’s probably already

at his wife and

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

us not to take care of

Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen

knew his sister very well. The thing he was afraid the

that she might end up

came

back of his neck and said

Rena agreed.

bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping on a glass of

idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As

she found

her waist and pressed his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her, trying to satisfy

with both hands as their breaths mingled with each other. Up close, he looked

Fowler, don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

slender fingers until his hand reached

response, Rena wrapped her

cheeks flushed pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

her to the bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way were already

she immediately felt the toasty warmth of

the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking off his thin

feel his heat through his

kiss got, the redder Rena’s face

immersed herself in his tenderness as she placed her

a while, he

body and, with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants

Waylen kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way

his body weight

you bad, naughty

a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and whispered, “Don’t you

like it very much. I especially like it when

Waylen was

together for a long time already, the fire between them had been kept alive and burning,

hunger for each other’s bodies never

kept staring at

so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him. The only one capable of doing that to

Rena only

one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that this woman and this woman alone was capable of arousing

most romantic thing, the best

sex for a few

Waylen and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so

turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk to

He liked this woman.

with her, he

hand gently grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he asked her how

in his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his

take stock of

quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and leaned in to

that moment, lust was starting to burn

stopped him, “You have a meeting tomorrow morning,”

away. Rena then leaned closer to him and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all guys care

was also Rena’s first time being with a

at her with his deep eyes and said confidently, “I don’t know about other guys, but I surely do. But come and think about it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think I care about being her first. I only feel

I care about such things for the

rigid nor

wanted was for them to only make love with each

cheek and sighed with

already 37 years

a smile

strong in bed

it could lead to, Rena didn’t

wrapped her arms around his neck and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to go to the

that, Waylen turned

low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia

ceiling for a

was possible, she would’ve

this was how

love of her life, then she could be with anyone and live a happy