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.

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

arrived, she brought home with her a box

took the

milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new.

fist and cleared her

was confused, but when she saw the milk powder,

her teeth

over and announced, “I’m so hungry!

Cecilia could leave, she felt her hand get

boy looked up at his mother with pouted lips and

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

long face

he was going to have dinner with

away, not knowing what

of her hand

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

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

and

Rena elbowed her

his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you. I love watching you

her eyes. She thought

dinner, Rena sat beside Cecilia so she

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

her out, Rena comforted

to leave, Waylen shot his

expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had

draped his coat over his

didn’t say anything and

wasn’t until they got in the car that Rena

a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after

your uncle’s willing to do anything just to have her

of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with his own health no

her heart, she couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we stop

Rena shook her head.

too late now. He’s

wife and asked, “Mrs.

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

so rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs. Fowler, why don’t we relax a

past two years, it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena

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

so depressed that she might end up crying her entire

Mark came

of his neck and

Rena agreed.

enjoy some nice music while sipping on a glass

Waylen had a different idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the air inside

soon as Rena entered, she found herself silenced by

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

Waylen’s face with both hands as their breaths mingled with each other. Up close, he

Fowler, don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

his slender fingers until

her arms around

asked, “How do

Waylen could only chuckle.

her coat and carried her to the bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the

she immediately felt

of her. He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking off

feel his heat

their kiss got,

placed her hand on his arm, gently stroking it back

even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and

the hem of his shirt from his pants

trailing her

closer, his body weight pressing her

you bad,

she placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him

I like you like this. I like it very much. I especially like it when you take the

moment, Waylen was as stiff as

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

their hunger for each other’s

staring at

see her get so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully

only belonged

woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his

him, this was the most romantic thing, the best example of

for

and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress.

turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk

He liked this woman.

did he enjoy having sex with

a squeeze. Then, he asked her

sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and kissed him on

to take stock of this kind of

his teeth. He pinched her chin

to

before anything could happen, Rena stopped him, “You have a

you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is

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

come and think about it, if it’s any other

care about such things for the first

neither a rigid nor

to only make

cheek and

already 37 years

and flashed a smile of his own, which made Rena

strong in bed and she

what it could lead to, Rena

his neck and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to go to the company tomorrow morning, while

that, Waylen turned

a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of

stared at the ceiling for a

that was possible, she would’ve already found her

believed this was how love

her life, then