A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

“So what are you trying to say?” Mark asked coldly.

“I’m saying what happened last night can only happen once. It can never, and will never happen again,” Cecilia answered definitively.

Mark pouted his lips and looked away.

He closed his eyes, and then, after a while, he said softly, “If this had happened before, you would cry and ask me to take responsibility.”

Cecilia was about to retort when he suddenly stood up.

“I see your point. Anyway, go have breakfast.”

Although his demeanor was still gentle, Cecilia could feel that his tone wasn’t the same as before.

At the same time, she wouldn’t compromise her stance no matter how mad Mark got.

While they were having breakfast, she looked up at him and said, “We’ll stop at the pharmacy on the way later.”

Mark glanced at her before replying, “You’re on your safe period.”

“still, I’m worried.”

After saying that, Cecilia grabbed her glass of milk and swiveled it gently.

“Our relationship as it stands is already very complicated.

We have two kids, and our fates, whether we like it or not, are intertwined. I don’t want to complicate that even more by bringing in another life.”

She had already given birth to two children and raised them herself.

There was no need to add another one to that.

Upon hearing this, Mark’s face softened.

Indeed, he had no intention of impregnating her. After all, they already had two children. Not to mention, his health was also not good.

Despite that, he knew that she didn’t need to take morning after pills.

Still, Cecilia insisted. She was afraid of being pregnant again.

In the end, as Mark sent her to the film set, he stopped by the roadside with a nearby pharmacy in sight. Cecilia wanted to go out and buy the pills herself, but Mark grabbed her hand before she could leave, thinking otherwise.

As a traditional man, he believed that it would be better if a man were to purchase such things.

So, he walked into the pharmacy in her stead.

He took a box of morning after pills from the pharmacy clerk. As he paid the bill, his eyes fell on the small square boxes on the shelf beside the counter and bought two boxes of large-sized condoms.

Once everything had been paid, Mark returned to the car.

As a habit, he always had hot water with him. He unscrewed his vacuum bottle and took out a pill for her.

After taking the pill, a frown formed on Cecilia’s face.

Out of instinct, Mark patted her on the shoulder, which rendered Cecilia stunned. Once again, her eyes started to redden.

As Mark fastened his seatbelt, his mind wandered while his hand picked up the two boxes of condoms from his pocket and put them inside the glove compartment. The big, thorny logo were hard to ignore, and as soon as Cecilia saw it, her cheeks turned pink.

She bit her lower lip before saying, “Mark, I already told you that we won’t have sex again.”

Mark looked at her and nodded.

After a while, he asked her, “Did you feel good last night?”

Both of them haven’t had sex in a long time.

They knew how good both of them felt last night.

Of course, Cecilia didn’t answer. Instead, she sank her head and fiddled with her fingers. Then, with a snort, she said, “As long as it’s a man…”

“Cecilia Fowler, “he cut her off. He rarely called her by her full name.

When Cecilia looked up, Mark gently caressed her face and added, “Don’t say that.”

She wanted to say something in response, but he had already put down his hand and started the car.

After that, he didn’t say anything more.

Judging from his demeanor, Cecilia guessed that Mark was angry. She couldn’t believe that he got angry with her before she got angry with him!

So, in response to that, Cecilia crossed her arms and didn’t say anything either.

When she got off the car, she slammed the door and didn’t look back as she walked away.

At noon, Mark gave in first. He called her to invite her to lunch.

However, when her phone rang, Cecilia didn’t answer it.

Instead, she sent him a message later on, reminding him that what had happened last night was a one-time thing only.

Mark was so infuriated by the message that he ended up throwing his phone away.

Her words earlier inside the car echoed in his mind.

“As long as it’s a man…”

In the office, Peter noticed that his boss was in anguish. He gently picked up Mark’s phone and placed it on his desk. Then, he began acting like a peacemaker by saying, “Last night, the two of you were so sweet. You have to be more patient with her! You see, the situation is different now. You used to be young and handsome. But now…”

Mark threw a stamp across the room before Peter could finish talking.

“What’s wrong with me now?” he snapped.

Unfazed by his outburst, Peter picked up the stamp and returned it to his desk. As he did, he looked candidly at Mark and continued, “You’re not as good in bed as before as time goes by. This happens to all men. I mean, just think about it. You didn’t make her happy last night, did you?’

Angela’s Library

Mark leaned back in his chair and sank his head, looking deep in contemplation.

As aman, he really did care about this sort of thing.

But last night was good. He was certain that Cecilia climaxed and received immense sexual pleasure.

After all, he could tell if a woman was faking it, and last night, he was sure that Cecilia’s reaction to him was genuine.

He snorted confidently and said nothing.

In response, Peter smiled and said, “Then you must be doing something else wrong. Think about it. All the people that Cecilia comes into contact with cherish her very much. But instead of coaxing her, you’re stuck here, sulking. If you keep that up, you’ll have no chance of winning! Remember, the streets are full of men.”

These words really pushed Mark’s button.

“Get out!” he snapped.

With a smile, Peter left, leaving Mark alone with his thoughts.

Once his emotions had stabilized, he thought that what Peter had said was actually reasonable.

With this in mind, he then took out his phone and called Cecilia’s assistant. There, he learned that Cecilia had gone to a restaurant for lunch.

found that it wasn’t

keys and coat and

Peter was still outside. When he saw Mark, his face lit

you go! You were so in love in love past. I’m sure that her heart has softened

looked at him and

be so sure with his

dispute him. He found Peter’s comforting

minutes later, Mark parked his

as he unfastened his seatbelt, he looked up and saw something that made his

the restaurant’s French window, Cecilia having

gentle air around him. He also had

that the two of them were in a

with each other with smiles on their faces, sharing a

loosened his grip on his seatbelt and slowly Leaned back in

point, he really needed a long drag of a cigarette to

he didn’t have one with

inside his car, he watched as Cecilia continued talking to that man. From time to time, her smile would widen. They seemed to be getting along

could tell that she didn’t

and didn’t get off. He just sat there, staring at her

while, Cecilia turned her

soon as she saw him, her eyes

continued eating and chatting with the

had no idea how long he had been watching this date before his eyes. Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting for her, waiting for their

goodbye to that

seemed to have just traded phone

was about to leave, she didn’t avoid Mark. She even opened the car door and sat next

said

to her, his

we talk about?” he asked

talk about how you got out of my bed in the morning, and as soon as noon, you’re already

Mark with a

nothing more than a one night

talk to you now is because you are Edwin and

away and crossed his

“Was that a blind

going to get back together with

made

possible, she

didn’t want to love him, nor did she want to

at each other for a while, with

opened

in the future. Two

a sigh, her spirits

wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged from enduring repeated

only to extinguish it time after

him, opting instead for

road ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but

he declared, “I’ll take

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching

motion, Mark restrained

“Don’t leave.”

Cecilia met his profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no sign of

standoff, Cecilia whispered, “Release

eased

the vehicle hastily, as

gingerly placed a

retrieving a

his return to the company

As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting,

Edwin lightened Mark’s

in tow, bounded from the car where

I’ve made ice

complied, washing up before settling down

eyes

was off;

he discarded his coat onto the

claiming he wouldn’t return home… Needed

choked on his

just entering, was

shot her son

wooing the woman you fancy more challenging than your former job? At Least you applied intellect in your professional duties. With Cecilia, it seems you’re all talk, no heart. Consider your

Mark might have mocked

better of him; he remained silent and retreated upstairs to

on Mark’s

Angela’s Library

Peter whispered, “He was

see,” Zoey

wonder she ignores

he still consider himself the young, charming man he

cast judgment. Can’t he also be

bobbed his head in

prepared a bowl of wontons and took it to the study later

sat, engulfed by gloom,

placing the bowl before him, her

seem like you haven’t had the appetite for anything all

a “mom”

patted his hand, reassuring, “She holds you in her heart, albeit with resentment With a rueful smile, Mark acknowledged,

your treatment abroad. You pushed her away, fearing she wouldn’t be able to bear the worst. But did you ever

consumed his dinner in

chiding, “Go apologize to her, now. She’s avoided visiting because

unwrapped a mint

on before a

generous message to Cecilia, wishing her luck on her blind date

Cecilia responded with silence.

the message, a wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him to set his

prepared for sleep, the door creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under the covers and snuggling

It was Edwin.

a gentle tone, Mark inquired, “Want to

Edwin clasped Mark’s waist, seeking

Mark stroked his

Edwin asleep, Mark was startled when the boy murmured, “Mommy doesn’t care

a rasp, Mark

escaped Edwin before he succumbed

moonlight, Mark’s gaze rested on his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia

Yet, resentment lingered.

learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in

announced with a smile, “Mr. Evans, a Mr. Simon Lewis

Simon Lewis?

on Mark; Simon was the director of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial

offered cordially, “Please excuse my earlier distraction. How about this? I’ll have Cecilia deliver your

spirits