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.

by the door, while Olivia bit her biscuit

she brought home with her a box of milk

stepped forward and took the box

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 why

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moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw the

teeth and cursed in

and announced, “I’m so

Cecilia could leave, she felt her

it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up

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

a long face and

he was going to have dinner

looked away, not knowing what to

Edwin let go of her hand

really in denial, isn’t he? He

gets his personality from? I don’t think

head and let out

the awkward tension in the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side

pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you. I love watching you cry and beg for

Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen

beside Cecilia so she could keep

some things to Waylen or

hearing her out, Rena

was about to leave, Waylen shot his wife

emanating 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

forward, he draped his coat over his

anything and simply

they got in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans

My uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after

your uncle’s willing to do anything

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

couldn’t help

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

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s probably

at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler,

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

us not to take care of the kids

having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their fair share

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

depressed that

Mark came back

and said softly, “I really

Rena agreed.

thought they would go to a bar and enjoy

had a different idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had

as Rena entered, she found herself silenced by Waylen’s

pressed his body against hers until her back was against the

Waylen’s face with both hands as their breaths mingled with

don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

with his slender fingers until

wrapped her arms around his

pink, she asked, “How do you

Waylen could only chuckle.

coat and carried her to the bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way were already turned on as well as

the soft bed, she immediately

back

his heat through his light

got, the redder Rena’s face

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

made Waylen kiss her even more. After a while, he

hem of

her with kisses, trailing her Lips all

even closer, his body weight

you bad, naughty

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

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

moment, Waylen was as stiff

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

their relationship, their hunger for

staring

reason and fully give herself

Rena only

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

romantic thing,

for

laying down in the

to look at Rena, wanting to talk

He liked this woman.

enjoy having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking to

grabbed hers and gave it a

chin into his arm and kissed him on the

you want to take stock of

teeth. He pinched

lust was starting to burn in

before anything could happen, Rena stopped him, “You have a meeting tomorrow morning,” she

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

and that was

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 such things for

a rigid nor a conservative

was for them to only make

cheek

already 37 years

nothing and flashed a smile of

already 37, he was still so strong in bed and she had to beg

to, Rena didn’t dare to provoke

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

turned

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

at the ceiling for a

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

was

life, then she could be