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.

the restaurant’s location, he found that it wasn’t

his car keys and coat and

Peter was still outside. When he saw Mark, his

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

him and

could Peter be so sure with his

dispute him. He

minutes later, Mark parked his car

looked up and

window, Cecilia having lunch with someone

a gentle air around him. He also had good

it, it seemed that the two of them were

on their faces, sharing a

grip on his

long drag of a cigarette to

didn’t have one

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

could tell that

inside his car and didn’t get off. He just sat there, staring

Cecilia turned her head

she saw him, her

eating and chatting with the

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

Cecilia said goodbye

to have just traded phone

avoid Mark. She even opened the

let’s talk,” she said in a serious

turned to her, his face

we talk about?” he

morning, and as soon as noon, you’re already in a blind date with someone else? Cecilia,

Mark

she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, “I think 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

reason why I want to talk to you now is because you are Edwin and Olivia’s

looked away and

a long silence, he asked, “Was that a blind date a

really never going to get back together with

made Cecilia’s

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

want to love him, nor did

stared at each other for a while, with Mark waiting for her answer with bated

Cecilia opened

I don’t want to get back with you now or in the future. Two years

ended in a

wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged from enduring

had kindled hope in her, only to extinguish

love him, opting instead for the safety of

lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to

he declared, “I’ll take

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching for the car

a sudden motion, Mark

“Don’t leave.”

composed, betraying no sign

wordless standoff, Cecilia whispered,

eased

vehicle hastily,

gingerly placed

retrieving a pill from

delayed his return to the

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

mention of Edwin

boy, schoolbag in tow, bounded from the car where

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

flushed, complied, washing up before

eyes flickering between

was off; she could

onto the sofa, seemingly

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

choked on

just entering, was seized by

son a sardonic

Is wooing the woman you fancy more challenging than your former job? At Least you applied

Mark might have

better of him; he remained

lingered on Mark’s retreating

Angela’s Library

“He was rejected. Cecilia paid him no

see,” Zoey affirmed,

no wonder she

he still consider himself the young, charming man he once

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

his head in

a bowl of wontons and took

sat, engulfed by gloom, in

entered, placing the bowl

you haven’t had the appetite for

a “mom” under his

you in her heart, albeit with resentment With a rueful smile,

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

in silence, albeit only

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

a

stretched on before

Cecilia, wishing her luck on her

Cecilia responded with silence.

message, a wave of embarrassment overcame

as he prepared for sleep, the door creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under

It was Edwin.

Mark

clasped Mark’s waist,

Mark

asleep, Mark was startled when

a rasp, Mark

escaped Edwin

rested on his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia and

Yet, resentment lingered.

refrained from seeking Cecilia out, learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in

who announced with a smile, “Mr. Evans, a Mr.

Simon Lewis?

was the director of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial appeal, Mark entertained

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

Mark’s spirits