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 box

and took the box from

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 he didn’t

her fist

she saw the milk powder, everything became clear to

gnashed her teeth and cursed

came over and announced, “I’m

she

saw Edwin. The little boy looked

and

pulled a long

going to have dinner with me. He lied to me

not

Edwin let go of

isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this

gets his personality from? I don’t think it’s from Mark. He’s

scratched her head and let out

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

his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing

this, Rena rolled her eyes. She

so she

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

her out, Rena comforted

was about to leave,

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

he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders and asked, “Cecilia

didn’t say anything and

wasn’t until they got in the car that Rena

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

willing to do anything just to have

mention of this, Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this

couldn’t help but chastise

deep in thought as he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t

Rena shook her head.

late now.

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened

to take care of

who were having a hard time.

he was afraid the most was that Mark

depressed that

Mark came back

his neck and said softly, “I

Rena agreed.

bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping on

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 inside felt stale

Rena entered, she found herself silenced by Waylen’s

his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her, trying to

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

don’t you

Waylen didn’t say anything.

brown hair with his slender fingers until his hand reached the small of her

her

flushed pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

Rena fell on the soft bed, she immediately felt

bed and got on top of her. He grabbed the back

his heat

deeper their kiss got, the redder Rena’s

as she placed her hand on

After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said,

unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing

kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to

closer, his body weight pressing her

Fowler, you

her a while to

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

was as stiff as a

long time already, the fire between them had been kept alive and burning, never once

relationship, their hunger for each other’s bodies never

staring at

lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him. The only one

Rena only

for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that this woman and this woman alone was

most romantic thing, the

for a few

were done, Waylen and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they no

to look at Rena, wanting

He liked this woman.

enjoy having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking to

it a

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

stock of

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

to burn in his

could happen, Rena stopped him, “You

notice you like taking me back here

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

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 the first

a rigid

he wanted was for them to only make love with

gently patted his cheek

Fowler, you’re already

smile of his own,

he was already 37, he was still so strong in bed and

Rena didn’t dare to provoke him

around his neck and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to go

Waylen turned

said in a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of happiness we’re

stared at the ceiling for

said, “If that was possible, she would’ve already found her Mr. Right a long time

believed this was

of her life, then