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.

location, he found that

keys and coat and walked out

he saw Mark, his

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

and squinted in

be so sure with his

Mark didn’t dispute him. He found Peter’s

later, Mark parked his car

looked up and saw something that

Cecilia having lunch with

who had a gentle air around him. He also had good taste

seemed that the two of them were in a blind

on their faces, sharing a laughter from time to

on his seatbelt and slowly Leaned back in

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

have

time to time, her smile would widen. They seemed to

very least, Mark could tell that

and didn’t get off. He just sat

a while, Cecilia turned her head and

saw

looked away and continued eating and chatting with the man she

Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting for

said goodbye to that

have just traded phone

avoid Mark. She even opened the car

said in

to her, his face devoid of any

we talk about?” he asked her

you got out of my bed in the morning, and as soon as noon, you’re already in a blind

Mark with a

I have made it clear to you this morning. What happened last night was nothing more than a one night stand. Besides, it was just an accident. I didn’t beg you to do it with me. You

the reason why I want to talk to you now is because you are Edwin and

looked away and crossed

long silence, he asked, “Was that a blind

are you really never going to get

made Cecilia’s

didn’t want to be in this situation. If possible, she didn’t want to

love him, nor did she want to

at each other for a

opened her

want to get back with you now or in the future. Two

in a sigh, her

cruelty, but the armor forged from enduring

only

love him, opting instead for the

ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to

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

Cecilia countered, reaching

a sudden motion, Mark restrained

“Don’t leave.”

appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable

intense, wordless standoff, Cecilia

Mark eased

vehicle hastily, as

gingerly

still for a moment before retrieving a pill from his pocket and

return to the company until his discomfort

concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting,

mention of Edwin lightened

boy, schoolbag in tow,

sweaty, boy. Go freshen up. I’ve made

cheeks flushed, complied, washing up before settling down with

eyes flickering

off; she

his coat onto the sofa, seemingly devoid

me last night, claiming he wouldn’t return home…

choked on his ice

just entering, was seized by

shot her son

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

past, Mark might have mocked

better of him; he remained silent and

on Mark’s retreating

Angela’s Library

whispered, “He was

see,” Zoey affirmed,

wonder she

consider himself the

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

bobbed his head in

bowl of wontons and took it to the study

by gloom,

entered, placing the bowl before

some. You seem like you haven’t had the appetite

a “mom” under his

spirits, she patted his hand, reassuring, “She holds you in her heart, albeit with resentment With a rueful

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 away, fearing she wouldn’t be able to bear the worst. But did you ever consider her

in silence,

to her, now. She’s

a

before a faint smile

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

Cecilia responded with silence.

embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him

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

It was Edwin.

tone, Mark inquired,

a word, Edwin clasped Mark’s waist,

Mark

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

rasp, Mark replied,

Edwin before he succumbed

on his son, his thoughts wandering

Yet, resentment lingered.

Cecilia out, learning through Edwin of her

heralded his secretary, who announced with a smile, “Mr. Evans, a

Simon Lewis?

the director of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial appeal, Mark entertained dual motives: a chance to invest and an

Simon’s call, he offered cordially, “Please excuse my earlier distraction. How about this? I’ll have Cecilia deliver your check soon. Yes, our paths

Mark’s spirits