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.

door, while Olivia bit her biscuit and

arrived, she brought home with her a box

and took

in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark is

coughed on her fist and

was confused, but when she saw the

gnashed her teeth and cursed in

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

she felt her hand get

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

face and answered, “He’s

a long

have dinner with me. He lied to me

away, not knowing what

Edwin let go of her

blue, Waylen appeared. With a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has

I don’t

and let out an

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

waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine,

eyes. She thought Waylen

sat beside Cecilia so she

such, she couldn’t share some things to

out,

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

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

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

anything and

they got in the car that Rena finally spilled

Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I

like your uncle’s willing to do

thought of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t

couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

a while, he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we stop

Rena shook her head.

now. He’s probably

at his wife and asked,

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened

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

Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen and Rena also had their

The thing he was afraid the most

happened, Cecilia would be so depressed that she might end

Mark came back

the back of his neck and said softly, “I really want

Rena agreed.

they would go to a bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping

idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for a long time. As such, the air inside felt

she found herself silenced

hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed her like he was devouring her,

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

don’t you want

Waylen didn’t say anything.

he combed her long brown hair with his slender fingers

response, Rena wrapped her arms around his

she asked, “How do you want to

Waylen could only chuckle.

he would shower her with

she immediately

grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while

his heat through his

got, the

tenderness as she placed her hand

even more. After a while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me unbutton my

then yanked the hem of his shirt from

showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to the

his body

you bad, naughty

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

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

that moment, Waylen was as

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

hunger for each other’s bodies never

staring

would lose all semblance of reason and

only belonged to

up only loving one woman 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

him, this was the most romantic thing, the best example of a perfect

sex for a

the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable

were in bed together, Waylen turned to look

He liked this woman.

did he enjoy having sex with her, he

hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he

her beautiful chin into his arm and

stock of this kind of

pinched her chin

was starting to burn in his loins

Rena stopped him, “You have a meeting

a disappointed sigh and pulled away. Rena then leaned closer to him and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is

the place where they first had sex, and that was

confidently, “I don’t know about other guys, but I surely do. But come and think about it, if it’s

of you, I care about such things for the

a rigid nor

to only make love

cheek and sighed

Fowler, you’re already 37

smile of his

37, he was still so strong in bed and

Rena didn’t dare to provoke

and muttered, “Let’s sleep. You have

that, Waylen turned

low voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of happiness we’re

stared at the ceiling for

possible, she would’ve already found her Mr.

believed this was how love

life, then she could be with anyone and live a