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?’

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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.

searching the restaurant’s location, he found that it wasn’t far from where he

keys and coat and walked out of the office to find

outside. When he saw Mark, his

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

and squinted in his

could Peter be so sure with his

He found Peter’s

Mark parked his car in

seatbelt, he looked up and saw something that

Cecilia having lunch

a young man who had a gentle air around

it, it seemed that the two of them were in a

on their

his seatbelt

he really needed a long drag of a cigarette

didn’t have one with

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

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

and didn’t get off. He

a while, Cecilia turned her head and saw

she saw him, her eyes

and continued eating and chatting with the man she

watching this date before his eyes. Even though

goodbye

to have

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

talk,” she said in a serious

her, his face devoid of

about?”

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

Mark with

while, 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

reason why I want to talk to you now is

looked away and crossed

he asked, “Was that

going to get

question made Cecilia’s nose

situation. If possible, she didn’t want

want to love him, nor did she want to

of them stared at each other for a while,

opened her

the future. Two years ago,

ended in a sigh, her

cruelty, but the armor forged from

in her, only

longer dared to love him, opting instead for the safety of

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

he declared, “I’ll take you back to

Cecilia countered, reaching for the

a sudden motion,

“Don’t leave.”

appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable effort he’d

intense, wordless standoff, Cecilia whispered,

eased his

alighted from the vehicle hastily, as

car door shut, Mark gingerly placed a hand

before retrieving a pill from his pocket and downing it with

his return to the company

As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting, “It’s time to fetch Edwin. He’d be thrilled if

mention of Edwin lightened Mark’s

collecting Edwin, the young boy, schoolbag in tow,

freshen up. I’ve

cheeks flushed, complied, washing up before settling down

fanned Edwin, her keen eyes flickering

was off; she could

discarded his coat onto the

return home… Needed

on his

entering, was seized

shot her son a sardonic

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

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

gaze lingered on Mark’s

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“He was rejected. Cecilia

see,” Zoey

wonder

he still consider himself the young, charming man he

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

his head in

prepared a bowl of wontons and

sat, engulfed by gloom, in his

the bowl

like you haven’t

“mom” under

in her heart, albeit with resentment With a rueful smile, Mark acknowledged, “I

Conflicting desires mean paths not taken together. Recall your treatment abroad. You pushed her away, fearing she wouldn’t be able to bear the

in silence,

him, chiding, “Go apologize to her,

a

on before

he dispatched a generous message to Cecilia, wishing her luck on her blind date and offering apologies for the incident

Cecilia responded with silence.

overcame Mark, prompting him to set his phone

door creaked; a figure tiptoed

It was Edwin.

Mark

word, Edwin clasped

Mark

was startled when the boy murmured, “Mommy

Mark

relieved sigh escaped Edwin before he succumbed to

rested on his

Yet, resentment lingered.

from seeking Cecilia out, learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in love, which oddly

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

Simon Lewis?

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

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

Mark’s spirits