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.

by the door, while Olivia bit her biscuit and ground it using

Cecilia arrived, she brought home with her a box

and took the box from Cecilia’s

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

her fist and cleared

she saw the

her teeth and cursed in

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

could leave, she felt her

Edwin. The little boy looked up at

smile, Cecilia gently caressed his face and answered, “He’s not feeling well and went home

long

going to have dinner

away, not knowing

Edwin let go of her

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

I don’t think

and let out an embarrassed

the air, 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 only be teasing you. I

eyes. She thought

Cecilia so she could keep a closer

she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or even

hearing her out, Rena comforted

downstairs and was about to leave, Waylen

soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such a long time now that all this was now second nature

Waylen stepped forward, he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders

anything and simply

that Rena finally spilled the

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

smiled and replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing to do anything just

He shouldn’t be this reckless with his own health no

her heart, she couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we stop by and see

Rena shook her head.

late now. He’s

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

us not to take care of the kids for

only Cecilia and Mark who were having

thing he was afraid the most was that Mark

that she might end

came

rubbed the back of his neck and said softly, “I really want

Rena agreed.

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

they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the

soon as Rena entered, she

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

Waylen’s face with both hands as their breaths mingled with each other. Up close, he

don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

with his slender

her arms around

pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

to time, he would shower

bed, she immediately

on top of her. He grabbed the back

could feel his heat through his light

got, the redder Rena’s

immersed herself in his tenderness as she placed her hand on his

more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and

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

her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to

leaned even closer, his

Fowler, you bad, naughty

shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her

very much. I especially like it

moment, Waylen was

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

relationship, their hunger for

kept staring

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

only

to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that this woman and this woman alone was capable of arousing such a powerful lust

romantic thing, the best example

sex for

the

to look at Rena,

He liked this woman.

sex with her, he also enjoyed

hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he asked her how she

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

take stock

before quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched

was starting to

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

disappointed 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 that? Is it because all guys care so much about being

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

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.

you, I care about such things for the

was neither a rigid nor a conservative

them to only make love with

gently patted his cheek and sighed

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flashed a smile of his own, which made Rena

was still so strong in bed

could lead to, Rena didn’t dare

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

Waylen turned off the

a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of happiness

ceiling for a

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

believed this was how

never met the love of her life, then she could be