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.

bit

she brought home with her a

stepped forward and took

he 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

fist and cleared her

moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw the milk

her teeth and cursed in her

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

Cecilia could leave, she felt her hand

little boy looked up at his mother with pouted

a smile, Cecilia gently caressed his face and answered,

a long

have dinner with me. He lied to me

not knowing what to

Edwin let go of her hand

denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and yet, he still calls Mark his

from? I don’t think it’s from Mark. He’s too shameless for

scratched her head and let out an

the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop

to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing you. I love watching

She thought Waylen was being too

dinner, Rena sat beside Cecilia so she could keep

some things to Waylen or even her parents. However, with Rena,

her out, Rena

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 a mother for such a

forward, he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders and asked,

anything

they got in the car that Rena finally

a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after

and replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing

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

heart, she couldn’t help but chastise Mark

said, “The kids aren’t here with

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s

wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

smile widened even

to take care of the

wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their

well. The thing he was afraid the

that she might end up crying her entire

came back

his neck and said softly, “I really want

Rena agreed.

and enjoy

to live before. No one had

Rena entered, she found herself silenced

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

Waylen’s face with both hands as their breaths mingled with each

don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

with his slender fingers until his hand reached the

wrapped her arms around

pink, she asked, “How

Waylen could only chuckle.

took off her coat and carried her to the bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her

she immediately felt the toasty

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

could feel his heat through

deeper their kiss got, the redder Rena’s

in his tenderness as she placed her

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

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

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

leaned even closer, his

Fowler, you bad,

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

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

Waylen was as stiff

time already, the fire between

hunger for

staring at

all semblance of reason and fully

only belonged to

would end up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life.

romantic thing, the best example of

for a few

the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they

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

He liked this woman.

he enjoy having sex with

it a squeeze. Then, he

beautiful chin into

stock of this

his teeth. He pinched her

lust was starting to

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

“I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is

was also Rena’s first time being with a

confidently, “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

about such things

rigid nor a

wanted was for them to only make love with

his cheek and sighed

Fowler, you’re already

flashed a smile of his own,

still so strong in bed and she had to

could lead to, Rena

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

Waylen turned

low voice, “I really hope

at the ceiling

that was possible, she

was

love of her life, then