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.

Olivia bit her biscuit and ground it using her two

brought home with her a

and took the box from Cecilia’s

three jars of milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really

her fist and

confused, but when she saw

gnashed her teeth and cursed in

and announced, “I’m

she felt her hand get

The little boy looked up at his mother with

his face and answered, “He’s

long face and

said he was going to have dinner with

looked away, not knowing

Edwin let go of her

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

think he gets his personality from? I don’t think it’s from Mark. He’s too shameless

and let

tension in the air, Rena elbowed

to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll

rolled her eyes. She thought

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

share some things to Waylen or even her

hearing her out,

was about to

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

he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders and

say anything and

got in the car that Rena finally

Cecilia called Peter to look

your uncle’s willing to do anything just to

Rena thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t

heart, she couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s probably

and asked, “Mrs.

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

you drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs. Fowler, why don’t we

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

was afraid the most was that Mark might

Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end

Mark came back

and said

Rena agreed.

enjoy some nice music while

to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the air inside felt stale and

entered, she found herself silenced

back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was

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

don’t you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his

her arms

asked, “How do you

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

fell on the soft bed, she immediately felt

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

his heat through his

their kiss got, the

tenderness as she placed her

a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me unbutton my

the hem

kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all

closer, his body weight

Fowler, you

arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer

like this. I like it very

Waylen was as stiff as

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

for

staring

to see her get so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give

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

was the most romantic thing, the best example

sex for a

done, Waylen and Rena showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed was so

were in bed together, Waylen turned to look at

He liked this woman.

having sex with her, he also enjoyed talking

it a squeeze. Then, he

his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into

take stock of

He pinched her chin

moment, lust was starting to burn in

before anything could happen, Rena stopped him,

and whispered to his ear, “I notice you

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

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.

of you, I care about such things for the first

a rigid

to only make love

gently patted his cheek

already

a smile of his own,

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

it could lead to, Rena didn’t dare to provoke him

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

that, Waylen turned

a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia

ceiling

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

believed this was how love

never met the love of her life, then she could be with anyone and live