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.

was still sitting by the door, while Olivia bit her biscuit and ground it using her

arrived, she brought home with her a box

and took

so strange. After you went out with Mark, I found three jars of milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark is old and has a bad eyesight. Maybe that’s

fist

Cecilia was confused, but when she saw the milk powder, everything

her teeth and cursed in her

over and announced, “I’m so hungry!

Cecilia could leave, she felt her

boy looked up at his

his face and answered, “He’s not

pulled a long face and

said he was going to have dinner with me. He lied to me

not knowing what

go of her hand

said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has

do you think he gets his personality from? I don’t think

head and

air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side

to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler.

eyes. She

Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye on

she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or even her parents. However, with Rena, she

out, Rena

Rena went downstairs and was about to leave, Waylen shot his wife

from her expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such a long time now that all this was now second nature

over his wife’s shoulders and asked,

didn’t say anything

got in the car that Rena finally spilled

that My uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think she still worries about

uncle’s willing to do anything just to have her

of this, Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with

she couldn’t help but chastise Mark

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

Rena shook her head.

now.

Waylen looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall we have a drink

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

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you drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change.

having a hard time.

well. The thing he was afraid

would be so depressed that

came

the back of his neck and said softly, “I really want to

Rena agreed.

thought they would go to a bar and enjoy some nice music while

live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the air inside felt

entered, she found herself

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

breaths mingled

don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

he combed her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his hand reached

wrapped her arms

cheeks flushed pink, she asked, “How

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty warmth of

got on top of her. He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly

heat through his light

kiss got, the redder Rena’s

placed her hand on his arm, gently stroking

a while, he momentarily pulled

yanked the hem

showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to the back of her

even closer, his body

Fowler, you bad,

as she placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and whispered, “Don’t you like

I like it very much. I especially like it when you

moment, Waylen was as stiff as

been together for a long time already, the fire between them had been kept alive and burning, never once

for

staring at

would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him.

all, Rena only belonged to

in Waylen’s wildest imagination did he think he would end up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that

this was the most romantic thing, the best example of

sex for a

laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they

Waylen turned to look at Rena,

He liked this woman.

with her, he also enjoyed talking

a squeeze. Then, he asked her how she

in his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and kissed him

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pinched

moment, lust was starting to

stopped him,

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 so much about being

and that was also Rena’s first time being with a man. Was

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

of you, I care about such things for the first time

neither a rigid nor a

he wanted was for them to only make

his cheek and sighed

you’re already 37 years

nothing and flashed a smile of his own, which made

so strong in bed

what it could lead to, Rena didn’t dare

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

that, Waylen turned off

covered in darkness, Rena said in a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia

at the ceiling for

“If that was possible, she would’ve already found her Mr.

was how love

love of her life, then she