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.

found that it wasn’t far from

coat and walked out of the

he saw Mark, his face

so in love in love past. I’m sure that

looked at him and squinted

so sure with his

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

parked his car in front of

his seatbelt, he looked up and saw something that made his jaw

French window, Cecilia having

man who had a gentle air around him. He

the two

were talking with each other with smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter

his seatbelt and slowly Leaned back

point, he really needed a long drag of a cigarette

didn’t have one

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

could tell

and didn’t get off. He just sat there, staring at her like a

while, Cecilia turned

soon as she saw him,

she immediately looked away and continued eating and chatting with the man she

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

goodbye to that

have just

was about to leave, she didn’t avoid Mark. She

she said in

turned to her, his face

talk about?” he asked her

noon, you’re

Mark with a quiet

a 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 accident. I didn’t beg you to do it with me. You dragged me into the apartment by

to talk to you

away and

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

are you really never going

question made

situation. If possible, she didn’t want to have anything to do with Mark

to love him, nor

them stared at each other for a

Cecilia opened

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

in a sigh,

the armor forged from

her, only to extinguish it

no longer dared to love him, opting instead for the

gaze remained fixed on the road ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but he was determined

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

drove myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching

sudden motion,

“Don’t leave.”

profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable effort he’d exerted to halt

intense, wordless standoff, Cecilia whispered,

Mark eased

vehicle hastily, as

door shut, Mark gingerly placed

remained still for a moment before retrieving a pill from his pocket and downing it

his return to the company until his

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

of Edwin lightened Mark’s

Edwin, the young boy, schoolbag in tow, bounded

I’ve made ice cream for you,”

complied, washing up before settling down with

eyes flickering between

was off; she could

he discarded his coat onto the sofa, seemingly devoid

gestured near her ear, “Oh, someone phoned me last night, claiming he wouldn’t return home… Needed

on his

entering, was seized

shot her son a

at yourself. Is wooing the woman you fancy more challenging than your former job? At Least you applied intellect in your professional duties. With

past, Mark might

him; he remained silent and retreated upstairs to

on Mark’s

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close, Peter whispered, “He was rejected. Cecilia paid him

Zoey

no wonder she ignores

himself the young, charming man

cast judgment. Can’t he also

his

her sharp tongue, Zoey prepared a bowl of wontons

engulfed by gloom, in his

bowl before him, her

You seem like you haven’t had the

a “mom” under his

low spirits, she patted his hand, reassuring, “She holds you in her heart, albeit

gestured to the bowl, philosophizing, “Just 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

dinner in silence, albeit only

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

a

on before

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

Cecilia responded with silence.

wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him to set his

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

It was Edwin.

a gentle tone, Mark

a word, Edwin clasped Mark’s waist,

Mark

startled when the

a rasp, Mark replied, “I

sigh escaped Edwin

moonlight, Mark’s gaze rested on his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia

Yet, resentment lingered.

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

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

Simon Lewis?

of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial

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

spirits