A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1841-1850
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 and ground it using her two
with her a box
took the box from Cecilia’s
milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date
on her fist and
she saw the milk powder, everything became clear to
secretly gnashed her teeth and cursed in her
and announced, “I’m so hungry! Let’s have dinner
leave, she
Edwin. The little boy looked up at his
and answered, “He’s not feeling
a long face
said he was going to have dinner
away, not knowing what
of her hand
light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about
personality from? I
scratched her head and
Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop teasing
waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you. I love watching you
eyes. She thought Waylen
sat beside Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye on
a sentimental girl after all. As such, she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or even her
hearing her out, Rena comforted
and was about to leave, Waylen shot
and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such a long time now that all this was now second
coat over his
didn’t say anything
until they got in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans to
Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think
and replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing to do anything
thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with his own health no matter
she couldn’t help but
“The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we stop by
Rena shook her head.
too late now. He’s probably already
and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall
Rena frowned.
“Aren’t you driving?”
widened even
you drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids
years, it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their fair share
well. The thing he was afraid the most was that Mark might
be so depressed that she might end up crying her
came back
neck and said softly,
Rena agreed.
bar and enjoy some nice
Waylen had a different idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such,
soon as Rena entered, she found herself silenced
grabbed her waist 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
cupped Waylen’s face with both hands as their breaths mingled with each other. Up
don’t you
Waylen didn’t say anything.
with his slender fingers until his
response, Rena wrapped her
pink, she asked, “How
Waylen could only chuckle.
bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way
soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty warmth of the
grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking off his
heat through
deeper their kiss got, the redder
she placed her hand on his
Waylen kiss her even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me
hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of
Waylen kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips
leaned even closer, his body
you bad,
her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and whispered, “Don’t you like me like
I like you like this. I like it very much. I especially like it when you
Waylen was as stiff
been together for a long time already, the fire between them
their relationship, their hunger for each other’s bodies never
staring at
her get so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully
only belonged
one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for
most romantic thing, the best example of
for a few
Waylen and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they no
in bed together, Waylen turned to look at Rena, wanting to talk to
He liked this woman.
only did he enjoy having sex with her, he
it a squeeze. Then, he asked her how she
arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin
to take stock of this
before quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her
was starting to burn
him, “You have a
sigh and pulled away. Rena then leaned closer to him and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is
first had sex, and that was also Rena’s first
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
about such things for the first
a rigid
wanted was for them to
patted his cheek and
Fowler, you’re already
a smile of his own,
strong
could lead to, Rena didn’t
wrapped her arms around his neck and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have to go to the company tomorrow morning, while I’ll go and see my
turned off
hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of happiness we’re
stared at the ceiling
was possible, she would’ve
believed this was how love
never met the love of her life, then she could be with anyone and live a happy
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