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.

that it wasn’t far from

keys and coat and walked out of the office to

outside. When he saw Mark, his face

in love past. I’m sure that her heart has softened towards you after you

looked at him and

Peter be so sure

dispute him. He found Peter’s comforting

his car in front of the

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

window, Cecilia having lunch

air around him. He also

it seemed that the two

talking with each other with smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter from time

his seatbelt and slowly Leaned back in the

point, he really needed a long drag of a cigarette

he didn’t have one

continued talking to that man. From time to time, her smile would widen. They seemed to be

the very least, Mark could tell that she didn’t hate the

didn’t get off. He just

while, Cecilia turned her head

soon as she saw

away and continued eating and

he had been watching this date before his eyes. Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting for her, waiting for their blind date to

said goodbye to that

seemed to have

She even opened the car door and sat

she said in

her, his face devoid of

we talk about?” he asked her in

about how you got out of my bed in the morning, and as soon as noon, you’re already in a blind date with someone else? Cecilia, is that what you want

at Mark with a quiet

this morning. What happened last night was nothing

I want to talk to you now is because you

away and crossed

a long silence, he asked, “Was

really never going to

question made Cecilia’s nose

really didn’t want to be in this situation. If possible, she didn’t want to have anything to do

want to love him, nor did she want

other for a while,

opened

the future. Two years ago, we were over.

in a sigh, her

the armor forged from enduring repeated

only

no longer dared to love him, opting instead

remained fixed on the road ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to reveal

he declared, “I’ll take you back to the

countered, reaching for

sudden motion,

“Don’t leave.”

profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no

standoff, Cecilia whispered,

eased his

vehicle hastily, as

the car door shut, Mark gingerly placed a hand over his

retrieving a

to the company

sensing Mark’s sour mood, refrained from any provocations. As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting,

of Edwin

schoolbag in tow, bounded from

all sweaty, boy. Go freshen up. I’ve made ice cream for you,” she

flushed, complied, washing up before settling

eyes flickering between the father

off;

onto the sofa, seemingly devoid

Mark’s tone, Zoey gestured near her ear, “Oh, someone phoned me last night, claiming he wouldn’t return home… Needed to “take care’

choked on

entering, was seized

her son

job? At Least you applied intellect in your professional duties. With Cecilia, it seems you’re all talk, no heart. Consider your

past, Mark might have

today, irritation got the better of him; he remained silent and retreated upstairs

lingered on Mark’s retreating

Angela’s Library

“He was rejected. Cecilia paid him no

Zoey

wonder she

he still consider himself the young,

one entitled to cast judgment. Can’t he also be on the

bobbed his

wontons and took

sat, engulfed by gloom, in his

entered, placing the bowl before

haven’t had the

whispered a “mom” under his

holds you in

like eating preferences vary; some relish coriander, others don’t. Love mirrors this. Conflicting desires mean paths not taken together. Recall your treatment abroad. You pushed her

his dinner in silence,

her,

unwrapped a mint

before

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

Cecilia responded with silence.

a wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him

the door creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under the covers and

It was Edwin.

tone, Mark inquired, “Want

a word, Edwin clasped

resumed as Mark stroked

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

rasp, Mark

sigh escaped Edwin

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

Yet, resentment lingered.

Cecilia out, learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in

a smile, “Mr. Evans, a Mr. Simon Lewis wishes to

Simon Lewis?

new play. Anticipating a financial appeal, Mark entertained dual

about this? I’ll have Cecilia deliver your check soon. Yes, our

spirits noticeably