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.

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

arrived, she brought home with her a box of milk

forward and took the box from Cecilia’s

“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 new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark is old and has a bad

coughed on her fist

a moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw

secretly gnashed her teeth and cursed in her

over and announced, “I’m so hungry!

she felt her hand get

saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his mother with pouted lips and asked awkwardly,

and answered, “He’s not feeling well and went home

pulled a long face and

have dinner with me. He lied to

looked away, not knowing

Edwin let go of her hand

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

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

and let out

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

pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler.

her eyes. She thought Waylen was being

so she could keep a

sentimental girl after all. As such, she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or

her out, Rena comforted

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

was serene. Perhaps she had been a mother for such a long time now that all this was now second

he draped his coat over his wife’s

anything and

car that Rena finally spilled

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

“Looks like your uncle’s willing

Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this reckless with his

couldn’t help

Waylen was deep in thought as he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we

Rena shook her head.

too late now.

Waylen looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall we have a drink

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened

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

it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen

The thing he was afraid the most was

would be so depressed that she might end up crying

came back

back of his neck and said softly, “I really

Rena agreed.

go to a bar and enjoy some nice

live before.

Rena entered, she found

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

their breaths mingled with

don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

hair with his slender

wrapped her

flushed pink, she asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

bed, she immediately felt the toasty warmth of the

her. He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking

could feel his heat through his light

deeper their kiss got, the redder Rena’s face

placed her hand on

After a while, he momentarily

slightly repositioned her body and, with one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing his shirt one button

Waylen kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all

his body

you bad,

she placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to

I like it very much. I especially like it

that moment, Waylen was as stiff

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

for each other’s bodies

staring

that she would lose all semblance of reason

Rena only belonged to

and wanting 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

thing, the

sex for

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

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

He liked this woman.

only did he enjoy having sex with

it a squeeze. Then, he asked

in his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his

stock of this kind

quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin

lust was starting to burn in his

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

whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all guys care so

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

it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think I care about being her first.

of you, I care about such things for

rigid nor a conservative

wanted was for them to only make

his cheek and sighed with

already

said nothing and flashed a smile of his

so strong

lead to, Rena didn’t dare to provoke

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

that, Waylen turned off the

hope

the ceiling for a

possible, she would’ve already found her Mr.

believed this was how love

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