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 and ground it using her

she brought home with her a box

forward and took

Mark, I found three jars of milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date

coughed on her fist and

confused, but when she saw the milk powder, everything became

gnashed her teeth and

then came over and announced, “I’m so hungry! Let’s

Cecilia could leave, she

see who it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his mother with pouted lips and asked awkwardly, “Where’s my

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

long face

going to have dinner

looked away, not knowing

let go of her hand and ran

he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and yet, he still

his personality from? I

scratched her head and let out an embarrassed

in the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s

ignored his wife’s words and instead, wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you.

this, Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was being

Cecilia so she

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

hearing her out, Rena comforted

and was about to

was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such a long time

stepped forward, he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders

anything

in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans

a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to

uncle’s willing to do anything just to

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

help but chastise

as he drove. After a while, he said, “The

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s

wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall we have a drink

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

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

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

very well. The thing he was

that happened, Cecilia would be so depressed that she might

came back

and said softly, “I really

Rena agreed.

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

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

soon as Rena entered, she found herself silenced

her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her, trying

mingled with each other. Up close, he

don’t you

Waylen didn’t say anything.

slender fingers until his hand reached the

her arms around

pink, she asked, “How do you

Waylen could only chuckle.

time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the

fell on the soft bed, she immediately felt

He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly

his heat through his light

deeper their kiss got, the redder Rena’s

tenderness as she placed her hand on his arm, gently stroking it back

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

hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing his shirt

she did, Waylen kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to the back of

leaned even closer, his body weight pressing her

you bad, naughty

to finally regain her strength. She pulled

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

was

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

their relationship, their hunger for

kept staring

reason and fully give

all, Rena only

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

most romantic thing, the best example of a

for a few

the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable

Waylen turned to look at

He liked this woman.

having sex with her, he

and gave it a squeeze. Then,

sunk her beautiful chin into

want to take stock of this kind of

pinched her chin and leaned

that moment, lust was starting to burn in his

Rena stopped him, “You have a meeting tomorrow morning,” she

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

the place where they first had sex, and that was also Rena’s first time being

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

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

was neither a rigid nor a conservative

was for them to only make love with

gently patted his cheek and

already 37

nothing and flashed a smile of his own,

already 37, he was still so strong in bed

Rena

You have to go to the company tomorrow

that, Waylen turned off the

a low voice, “I really hope

stared at the ceiling for

a while, he said, “If that was possible, she would’ve already found her

believed this was how

Cecilia had never met the love of her life, then she