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

brought home with her a box of milk

stepped forward and took the box from

remarked, “It’s so strange. After you went out with Mark, I found three jars of milk powder in the cabinet 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 find

coughed on her fist and cleared her

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

her teeth and cursed in her

announced, “I’m so hungry! Let’s have dinner

could leave, she felt

The little boy looked up

face and answered,

pulled a long face

he was going to have dinner with me. He lied to

looked away, not

go of her

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

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

her head and

the awkward tension in the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded,

his wife’s words and instead, wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine,

She thought Waylen was being too

Cecilia so she could keep a closer

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

hearing her out, Rena

downstairs and was about to leave, Waylen shot his wife a

saw her gentle nature emanating from her expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been

coat over his wife’s shoulders

didn’t say anything and

they got in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans to

Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think she

willing to do anything just to have

Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He

couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s probably

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

not to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs. Fowler,

Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and

very well. The thing he was afraid the

be so depressed that she might end

Mark came

the back of his neck and said

Rena agreed.

a bar and enjoy some nice music

they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long

entered, she found herself

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

mingled with

Fowler, don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

long brown hair with his slender fingers

Rena wrapped her

she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty

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

heat

their kiss got, the redder Rena’s

she placed her hand on his arm, gently

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

with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt

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

his body

Fowler, you

she placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength.

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

Waylen was as

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

relationship, their hunger for each other’s

staring

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

all, Rena only belonged

share a bed with only her for the rest of his

was the most romantic thing, the best example of a perfect

sex for a few

before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they no longer wanted

to look at Rena, wanting to

He liked this woman.

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

hand gently grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he asked her

arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm and

stock of this kind of

gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and

that moment, lust was starting to burn in his loins once

before anything could happen, Rena stopped him, “You have a meeting tomorrow

notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all

sex, and that was also Rena’s first time being with a man. Was that

about it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think I care about being her first. I only

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

was neither a rigid nor

for them to

patted his cheek

Fowler, you’re already

flashed a smile of his own, which made

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

what it could lead to, Rena didn’t dare to

and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to go to the company tomorrow morning, while I’ll go and see my

that, Waylen turned off

voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also

at the ceiling

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

this was

the love of her life, then she could be with anyone