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.

Olivia bit her biscuit and ground

with her a

stepped forward and took

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

on her fist and cleared her

Cecilia was confused, but when she saw the milk

teeth and

announced, “I’m so hungry! Let’s

Cecilia could leave, she felt

was, she saw Edwin. The little boy

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

pulled a long face

dinner with

looked away, not knowing what to

Edwin let go of her

denial, isn’t

he gets his personality from? I don’t think

and let out an embarrassed

the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop teasing her

to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler.

Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was

Cecilia so she could

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

out, Rena

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

her gentle nature emanating from her expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been

draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders

didn’t say anything and

that

has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after

“Looks like your uncle’s willing

Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with his own health

heart, she couldn’t help but

while, he said, “The kids

Rena shook her head.

late now. He’s

and asked, “Mrs. Fowler,

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

smile widened even

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

who were having a hard time. Waylen

The thing he was afraid the most was that Mark might

Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end up crying her

Mark came back

his neck and said softly, “I really

Rena agreed.

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

to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there

entered, she found herself silenced

the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her, trying to satisfy an unquenchable

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

don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

her long brown hair with his slender fingers until

response, Rena wrapped her arms around his

pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way were

bed, she immediately felt the

back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking

his heat through his light blue

got, the

immersed herself in his tenderness as she placed her hand on his arm,

while,

slightly repositioned her body and, with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing his shirt one button at a

showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way

even closer, his

Fowler, you bad, naughty

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

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

Waylen was as

they had been together for a long time already, the fire between

relationship, their hunger for each other’s

kept staring

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

all, Rena only belonged

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 woman and this woman alone was

him, this was the most romantic thing, the

for

in the soft mattress.

they were in bed together, Waylen turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk

He liked this woman.

enjoy having sex with her, he also enjoyed

hand gently grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze. Then,

arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and

you want to take stock of

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

lust was starting to burn in his loins once

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

out a disappointed sigh and pulled 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 so much about being

was also

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

I care about such things for the first time

neither a rigid nor

he wanted was for them to only make love with

cheek and

Fowler, you’re already 37 years

smile

strong in bed and she had

could lead to, Rena didn’t

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

that, Waylen turned off

“I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of

stared at the ceiling for a

a while, he said, “If that was possible, she

believed this was

then