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.

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

Cecilia arrived, she brought home with her a

and took the

The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark is old and has a bad eyesight. Maybe

coughed on her fist and cleared her

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

her teeth and cursed in her

“I’m so hungry! Let’s have dinner

could leave, she felt her

looked down to see who it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his mother with pouted

Cecilia gently caressed his face and answered, “He’s

long face and

have dinner with me. He lied to me

not

Edwin let go of

in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and

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

her head and

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

and whispered to her

rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was being too

dinner, Rena sat beside Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye on

couldn’t share some things to Waylen or even her parents. However, with Rena, she could tell

out,

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

her face was serene. Perhaps she had been

draped his coat over his wife’s

didn’t say anything

until they got in the car that Rena finally spilled the

seems that My uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think she

willing to do anything just to

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

couldn’t help

he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids

Rena shook her head.

now.

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

smile widened even

to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs. Fowler, why don’t we

were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their fair share

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

Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end up crying her

Mark came back

of his neck and said softly, “I really

Rena agreed.

would go to a bar and enjoy some nice music

before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the

entered, she

the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her,

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

don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

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

her arms around his

she asked, “How do

Waylen could only chuckle.

took off her coat and carried her to the bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way were

Rena fell on the soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty warmth of

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

could feel his heat through his light blue

kiss got, the redder Rena’s

her hand on his arm, gently stroking it

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

his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from

her Lips all the

even closer, his body weight pressing

Fowler, you bad,

took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled

very much.

that moment, Waylen was as stiff as

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

their hunger for each other’s bodies never

kept staring

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

all, Rena only belonged to

Waylen’s wildest imagination did he think he would end up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his

most romantic thing, the best

for

the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that they no longer wanted

in bed together, Waylen turned to

He liked this woman.

he enjoy having sex with her,

hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he

her beautiful chin into his arm and

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before quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her

lust was starting to burn in his loins

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

and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much.

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

with his deep eyes and said 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 care about being her first. I only feel this way about you. Is this what they call

I care about such things for the first time

rigid nor a conservative

them to only

cheek and

you’re already 37

flashed a smile of his own, which made

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

it could lead to, Rena

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

Waylen turned off

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

at the ceiling for

“If that was possible, she would’ve already found

this was how

of her life, then