A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1841-1850
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
Cecilia arrived, she brought home with
stepped forward and took the box from
milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark is
coughed on her fist
a moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw
her teeth and cursed in
came over and announced, “I’m so
leave, she felt her
to see who it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his
caressed his face and
a long face
going to have dinner with me. He lied
looked away, not knowing what to
Edwin let go of her hand
denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and yet, he still calls Mark his
his personality from? I
her head and
the awkward tension in the air, Rena elbowed her
around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you. I love watching
rolled her eyes. She
sat beside Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye on
things to Waylen or even her parents. However, with Rena, she
hearing her out, Rena comforted
downstairs and was about to
her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for
stepped forward, he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders and asked, “Cecilia didn’t cry,
say anything and simply
got in the car that
that My uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think
and replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing to do anything
of this, Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He
help but
thought as he drove. After a while, he said, “The
Rena shook her head.
now.
a snicker, Waylen looked at his wife and asked,
Rena frowned.
“Aren’t you driving?”
widened
watch you drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids
it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their fair
knew his sister very well. The thing he was afraid the
would be so depressed that she might end up crying
Mark came back
back of his neck and said softly, “I really
Rena agreed.
would go to a bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping on a glass
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
she
and pressed his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed
their breaths mingled with each other. Up close, he looked even more
Fowler, don’t you want
Waylen didn’t say anything.
combed her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his
response, Rena wrapped her
pink, she asked, “How do you
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
bed, she immediately felt the toasty warmth of the
bed and got on top of her. He grabbed the back of her head
heat through his light
got, the redder
in his tenderness as she placed her
only made Waylen kiss her even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me
and, with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem
kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to the back of
leaned even closer, his body weight
Fowler, you bad, naughty
as she placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and
like you like this. I like it very much. I especially like it when you
was as
time already, the fire between them
for
kept staring
of reason and fully give herself to him. The only one capable of doing that to
only
imagination did he think he would end up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the
this was the most romantic thing, the best example
for a few
showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The
in bed together, Waylen turned to look
He liked this woman.
did he enjoy having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking
it a squeeze. Then, he
Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and kissed
to take stock
quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and leaned
lust was starting to
stopped him, “You have a meeting tomorrow morning,” she
ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all guys
place where they first had sex, and that was also Rena’s first
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 this way about you.
things for the first time in my
was neither a rigid nor
was for them to only make
cheek and sighed with
Fowler, you’re already
and flashed a smile
37, he was still so strong in bed and
to, Rena didn’t dare to
and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have
Waylen turned off
covered in darkness, Rena said in a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience
stared at the ceiling
she would’ve already found her Mr. Right
this was how
then she could be with
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