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 it wasn’t far from

keys and coat and walked out of the office to find

was still outside. When he

were so in love in love past. I’m sure that her heart

and squinted in

could Peter be so

He found

later, Mark parked his car in front of

his seatbelt, he looked up and saw something

restaurant’s French window, Cecilia having

had a gentle air around

the two of them

other with smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter

grip on his seatbelt and slowly Leaned

a long drag of a cigarette to

didn’t have one

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

tell

get off. He just sat

Cecilia turned her head

soon as she saw him,

continued eating and

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

goodbye

to have just

Mark. She even opened

let’s talk,” she said in a serious

to her, his face devoid of

talk about?” he asked

noon, you’re already in a blind date with someone else? Cecilia, is that what you want to talk about with

at Mark with a quiet

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

the reason why I want to talk to you now

looked away and crossed his

asked, “Was that a blind date a while

never going to

made Cecilia’s nose

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

him, nor did

other for a while, with Mark waiting for her

opened

the future. Two years ago, we

ended in a sigh,

coldness wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged from

in her, only to extinguish it time after

dared to love him, opting instead

lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to reveal any frailty

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

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching for the car

a sudden motion, Mark

“Don’t leave.”

He appeared composed, betraying no sign of the

an intense, wordless standoff, Cecilia whispered, “Release

eased

from the vehicle hastily,

gingerly placed a hand

retrieving a pill from his pocket and downing

delayed his return to the company

provocations. As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting,

mention of Edwin

Edwin, the young boy, schoolbag in tow, bounded

freshen up. I’ve made ice

complied, washing up before settling

Edwin, her keen eyes flickering between the father

off; she

his coat onto the sofa,

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

on his

just entering, was seized

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

Mark might

him; he remained silent and retreated

lingered on

Angela’s Library

“He was

see,” Zoey affirmed,

wonder she

himself the young, charming man he

cast judgment. Can’t he also be on the receiving

his

a bowl of wontons and took it to the study later

by gloom, in

the bowl before him,

haven’t had the appetite for anything

“mom” under his

holds you in her heart, albeit with resentment With

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

dinner in silence, albeit only

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

a

before a faint

Cecilia, wishing her luck on her blind date and offering apologies for the incident the previous

Cecilia responded with silence.

wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him to set

door creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under

It was Edwin.

Mark inquired, “Want to

Edwin clasped Mark’s waist, seeking

resumed as Mark stroked

Edwin asleep, Mark was startled when the boy murmured, “Mommy

rasp, Mark replied,

relieved sigh escaped Edwin before he

in moonlight, Mark’s gaze rested on his

Yet, resentment lingered.

Cecilia out, learning through Edwin of

announced with a smile, “Mr. Evans, a Mr. Simon Lewis wishes to speak with

Simon Lewis?

play. Anticipating a financial appeal, Mark

Simon’s call, he offered cordially, “Please excuse my earlier distraction. How about this?

Mark’s spirits noticeably