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

grabbed his car keys and coat and walked out of the

outside. When he saw Mark, his face lit

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

at him and squinted

could Peter be so sure with his

He found

minutes later, Mark parked his car

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

restaurant’s French window, Cecilia having

air around him.

the looks of it, it seemed that the

smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter from

loosened his grip on his seatbelt

long drag of a cigarette to

didn’t have one

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

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

and didn’t get off. He just

a while, Cecilia turned

saw him, her eyes

she immediately looked away and continued eating and chatting with

date before his eyes. Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting

said goodbye

to have just

was about to leave, she didn’t avoid Mark. She even opened the car door

she said in

his face

about?” he asked her

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

Mark with a quiet

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

want to talk to you now is because you are Edwin and

and crossed

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

going

made Cecilia’s nose

this situation. If possible, she didn’t

nor

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

opened

in the future. Two years ago, we were over. I

a sigh, her

the armor forged

in her, only to extinguish it time after

him, opting instead for the safety

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

he declared, “I’ll take

drove myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching

motion, Mark

“Don’t leave.”

profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable

standoff, Cecilia

eased

from the vehicle hastily,

gingerly

a pill from his

return to the company

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

Edwin lightened

schoolbag in tow, bounded from the car where Zoey

I’ve made ice

up before settling

keen eyes flickering between the father

off;

his coat onto the sofa, seemingly devoid of

Zoey gestured near her ear, “Oh, someone phoned me last night, claiming he wouldn’t return home… Needed to “take care’ of Cecilia, he said. Worried I’d fuss over a drunken Cecilia showing

choked on his

was seized by

shot her son a sardonic

your former job? At Least you applied intellect in your professional duties. With Cecilia, it seems

the past, Mark

the better of him; he remained silent

on Mark’s

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Peter whispered, “He was

Zoey affirmed,

no wonder she

he still consider himself the young, charming man

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

bobbed his head in

her sharp tongue, Zoey prepared a bowl of wontons and took it to the study later

sat, engulfed by gloom, in his

placing the bowl before him, her voice

You seem like you haven’t had the appetite for anything

whispered a “mom” under his

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

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 wishes? Her strength? Mark, you possess strength

consumed his dinner in silence,

“Go apologize to her, now. She’s avoided

a mint

before a faint smile

generous message to Cecilia, wishing her luck on

Cecilia responded with silence.

a wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him to set his

figure tiptoed in,

It was Edwin.

gentle tone, Mark inquired,

clasped Mark’s waist, seeking

resumed as Mark stroked

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

a rasp, Mark replied, “I

escaped Edwin

gaze rested on his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia and

Yet, resentment lingered.

learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in love, which oddly

a knock heralded his secretary, who announced with a smile, “Mr. Evans, a Mr. Simon Lewis wishes to speak with

Simon Lewis?

of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial appeal,

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

spirits