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.

while Olivia bit her biscuit and ground

Cecilia arrived, she brought home with her a

stepped forward and took the box

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

on her fist

but when she saw the milk powder,

her teeth and cursed in

“I’m so hungry! Let’s have

she felt her hand

little boy looked up at his

and answered, “He’s not

pulled a long face and

have dinner with

looked away, not knowing what to

go of

blue, Waylen appeared. With a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and yet, he still

personality from? I

scratched her head and let out an

Rena elbowed her husband’s side

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

Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was

so she could keep a closer eye

she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or even her

hearing her out, Rena

Rena went downstairs and was about to

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

his wife’s

anything

wasn’t until they got in the car that Rena finally

a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to

your uncle’s willing to do anything just

the mention of this, Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with his own

heart, she couldn’t help but chastise

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

Rena shook her head.

too late now. He’s probably

looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs.

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

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

the past two years, it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had

his sister very well. The thing he was afraid the most was that Mark might

that happened, Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end up crying

came back

and

Rena agreed.

a bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping on

her to the apartment where they used to live before.

entered, she found herself

and pressed his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her, trying to satisfy an unquenchable

breaths mingled with each other. Up close, he looked even more

Fowler, don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

he combed her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his hand reached the small

Rena wrapped her arms around

asked, “How do you

Waylen could only chuckle.

time to time, he would

soft bed, she

got on top of her. He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking

feel his heat

got, the

his tenderness as she placed her hand

her even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me

then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing his shirt one button at a

kisses, trailing her Lips all

his body weight

you bad,

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

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

that moment, Waylen was

though they had been together for a long time already, the

relationship, their hunger for

staring

so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason

all, Rena only belonged to

loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that

most romantic thing, the best example of

sex for

they were done, Waylen and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The

together, Waylen turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk

He liked this woman.

enjoy having sex with her,

hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he

Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm

take stock of this

gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and leaned in

to burn in his loins

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

notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all guys care so much about being a

first had sex, and that was also Rena’s

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

was neither a rigid nor a

to only make

cheek and sighed with

you’re already 37

and flashed a smile of his own, which made Rena

strong in bed and she had to beg

it could lead to, Rena didn’t

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

Waylen turned

low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also

ceiling for a

he said, “If that was possible, she

this was how love

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