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.

bit her biscuit

arrived, she brought home with her a

forward and took the box from Cecilia’s

in the cabinet by accident! The date is

her fist and cleared

she saw

secretly gnashed her teeth and cursed in

announced, “I’m

Cecilia could leave, she felt her

The little boy looked

and answered, “He’s not feeling well and

pulled a long face and

was going to have dinner with me. He lied to

away, not knowing what

of

appeared. With a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this

personality from? I

scratched her head and let

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

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. I love watching you

her eyes. She thought Waylen was

sat beside Cecilia so she

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

hearing her out,

was about to leave, Waylen

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

coat over his

say anything

car that Rena finally spilled the beans to her

uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think

willing to do anything just to

Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He

help but

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

Rena shook her head.

late now. He’s probably

looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler,

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

smile widened

rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change.

it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having

thing he was afraid the most

so depressed that she might end up crying

Mark came back

back of his neck and said softly,

Rena agreed.

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

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

soon as Rena entered, she found herself

pressed his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he

with both hands as their breaths mingled with each other. Up close,

Fowler, don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

slender fingers until his hand reached

Rena wrapped her arms around

flushed pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

on the soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty

grabbed the back of her head and

his heat through his light blue

their kiss got, the redder Rena’s face

her hand on his

while, he momentarily pulled away and

repositioned her body and, with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his

showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips

even closer, his body weight pressing her

Fowler, you bad, naughty

It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and whispered, “Don’t you

like this. I like it very much. I especially

that moment, Waylen was as stiff as a

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

their hunger for each

staring at

get so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him. The only one

all, Rena only

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 the most romantic thing, the best example of a perfect

had sex for a few

laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was

they were in bed together, Waylen turned to look at

He liked this woman.

having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking to

grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze.

his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and kissed him

want to take stock of this kind

pinched her chin and

lust was starting to burn in his loins

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

and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very

they first had sex, and that was also Rena’s first time being with

other guys, but I surely do. But come and think about it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think

of you, I care about such things

was neither a rigid nor a conservative

them to only

his cheek

Fowler, you’re already 37 years

nothing and flashed a smile of

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

Rena didn’t dare to provoke him

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

Waylen turned off the

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

the ceiling for a

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

was how

her life, then she could be with