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.

sitting by the door, while Olivia bit her

Cecilia arrived, she brought home with

forward and took the box

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

coughed on her fist and cleared her

moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw

secretly gnashed her teeth and cursed in

and announced, “I’m so hungry!

leave, she

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

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

long face

said he was going to have dinner with me.

not knowing what

go of her

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

you think he gets his personality from? I don’t

head and

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

arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler.

eyes. She thought Waylen was being

so she could keep

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

hearing her out, Rena

downstairs and was about to leave, Waylen

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

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

anything and

car that Rena finally

called Peter to look after him, I

your uncle’s willing to do anything just

He shouldn’t be this

her heart, she couldn’t help but

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

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s probably

a snicker, Waylen looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler,

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened

It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs.

years, it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time.

well. The thing he was afraid the most was that Mark might really

Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end up crying

Mark came

his neck and said softly, “I really want

Rena agreed.

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

to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there

entered, she found herself silenced by Waylen’s

back was against the wall. He kissed her

both hands as their breaths mingled

don’t you

Waylen didn’t say anything.

brown hair with his slender fingers until

response, Rena wrapped her arms

pink, she asked, “How do

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

on the soft bed, she immediately

He grabbed the back of her head and

his heat through his light

kiss got, the redder Rena’s face

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

only made Waylen kiss her even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me unbutton

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

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

his

you bad, naughty

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

I like it very much. I especially like it

was as stiff

already, the fire between them had been kept alive

hunger for each other’s bodies never

staring

that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to

Rena only belonged

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

this was the most romantic thing, the

sex for

together before laying down in the soft mattress. The

were in bed together, Waylen turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk to

He liked this woman.

did he enjoy having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking to

a

her beautiful chin into his

stock of

quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and leaned

that moment, lust was starting to

him, “You have

ear, “I notice you like

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

“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 being her first. I only feel this way

of you, I care about such things for the

neither a rigid nor a

them to only make love with each

his cheek and

already 37 years

a smile of his own, which made Rena

was still so strong in bed and she

what it could lead to, Rena

muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to

Waylen turned off the

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

the ceiling

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

was how

had never met the love of her life, then she could be with anyone and live