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.

while Olivia bit her

she brought home with

forward and took the box

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

her fist

Cecilia was confused, but when she

gnashed her teeth and cursed in

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

she felt her

see who it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his mother with pouted lips and asked awkwardly, “Where’s

a smile, Cecilia gently caressed his face and answered, “He’s not

pulled a long face

going to have dinner with me. He

not

Edwin let go of her

the blue, Waylen appeared. With a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this

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

head and

air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded,

ignored his wife’s words and instead, wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be

eyes. She thought Waylen was

Rena sat beside Cecilia so she could keep a

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

hearing her out,

to leave, Waylen

were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had been

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

anything and simply

they got in the car that Rena finally spilled the beans to her

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

willing to

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

she couldn’t help but chastise

“The

Rena shook her head.

late now. He’s probably already

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened

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

The thing he was afraid the most was that Mark might really

would be so depressed that

Mark came back

his neck and said softly,

Rena agreed.

a bar and enjoy some nice music

idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for

as Rena entered, she

his body against hers until her back was against the wall. He

both hands as their breaths mingled with each

you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

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

Rena wrapped her arms around

cheeks flushed pink, she asked, “How do

Waylen could only chuckle.

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

bed, she immediately felt the toasty

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

feel his heat through

got, the redder Rena’s face

tenderness as she placed her hand on his arm, gently

her even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help

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

her Lips all

even closer, his body weight

Fowler, you bad, naughty

while to finally regain her

like it very much. I especially like it

moment, Waylen was

time already, the fire between

hunger for

staring

on that she would lose all semblance of reason

Rena only belonged to

up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the

was the most romantic thing, the

sex for a

showered together before laying down in the soft mattress. The

Waylen turned to

He liked this woman.

having sex with her, he

gently grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he

his arms, Rena sunk her beautiful chin into his arm

stock of this kind

teeth. He pinched her chin and leaned in

that moment, lust was starting to burn in his loins once

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

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

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

you, I care about such things for the first time in my

was neither a rigid

for them to

patted his cheek

you’re already

flashed a smile of his own,

37, he was still so strong

it could lead to, Rena didn’t

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

Waylen turned off

said in a low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also

the ceiling for

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

believed this was how

love of her life, then she could be with