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 far

his car keys and coat and

still outside. When he saw Mark, his

go! You were so in love in love past. I’m sure that her heart has

at him and squinted

Peter be so sure with

He found

parked his car in

as he unfastened his seatbelt, he looked up

restaurant’s French window, Cecilia having lunch

was a young man who had a gentle air around him. He also had good

seemed that the two of them were

with smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter from time to

grip on his seatbelt and

long drag of a

he didn’t have one with

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

Mark could tell that

his car and didn’t get off. He

turned her head

as she saw him,

she immediately looked away and continued eating and chatting with the

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

goodbye to

to have just

Mark. She

talk,” she said

her, his

we talk about?”

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

at Mark

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

talk to you now is because you are Edwin

looked away and

asked, “Was that a

really never going to get

made

If possible, she didn’t want to have anything to do

didn’t want to love him, nor did

of them stared at each other for a while,

opened

want to get back with you now or in the future. Two years ago, we were over. I want us

in a sigh,

wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged

kindled hope in her, only to extinguish it time

to love him, opting instead for the safety of

ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to reveal any frailty

“I’ll take you back to

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching for the

sudden motion, Mark

“Don’t leave.”

his profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no sign

intense, wordless standoff,

Mark eased his

the vehicle hastily, as though

Mark gingerly placed a

before retrieving a pill from

to the company until his

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

mention of Edwin lightened

schoolbag in tow,

up. I’ve made ice cream for you,” she

complied, washing up before settling down

her keen eyes flickering between the father

was off;

discarded his coat onto the

Zoey gestured near her ear, “Oh, someone phoned me last night, claiming he wouldn’t return home… Needed to “take care’ of Cecilia, he

on

just entering, was

son a

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 all talk,

the past, Mark might have

him; he

gaze lingered on Mark’s

Angela’s Library

“He was rejected. Cecilia paid

Zoey

no wonder she

the

to cast judgment. Can’t

his

a bowl of wontons and

sat, engulfed by gloom, in

entered, placing the bowl before him, her

like you haven’t had

“mom”

she patted his hand, reassuring, “She holds you in

this. Conflicting desires mean paths not taken together. Recall your treatment abroad. You pushed her away, fearing she wouldn’t

consumed his dinner in silence,

chiding, “Go apologize to her,

a mint

on before

her luck on her blind date and

Cecilia responded with silence.

embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him

he prepared for sleep, the door creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under the covers and snuggling

It was Edwin.

a gentle tone, Mark inquired, “Want to

word, Edwin clasped Mark’s waist,

resumed as Mark stroked his

later, assuming Edwin asleep, Mark was startled when the

a rasp, Mark

relieved sigh escaped Edwin

rested on his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia

Yet, resentment lingered.

learning through Edwin of her continued misfortunes in love,

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

Simon Lewis?

Anticipating a financial

distraction. How about this? I’ll have Cecilia deliver your check

spirits