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

he grabbed his car keys and coat and walked out of the office to find

he saw Mark,

you go! You were so in love in love past. I’m sure that her heart has softened towards you after you two shared another intimate

and

be so sure with

He found Peter’s comforting

parked his car in front of

looked up and

window, Cecilia having lunch with

was a young man who had a gentle air around

looks of it, it seemed that the two of them were

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

loosened his grip on his

long drag of

didn’t have one with

watched as Cecilia continued talking to that man. From time to time,

very least, Mark could tell

get off. He just sat there,

Cecilia turned her head and saw

soon as she saw him, her

and continued eating and chatting with the man she

had no idea how long he had been watching this date before his eyes. Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting for

goodbye to

to have just traded

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

said

her, his

talk about?” he asked her in

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

Mark with

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

the reason why I want to talk to you now is because you are Edwin and Olivia’s

looked away and

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

you really never going to get back together with

question made Cecilia’s

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

him, nor did she want

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

opened

the future. Two years ago, we were over.

words ended in a sigh, her

coldness wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged

hope in her, only to extinguish

love him,

An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him,

silence, he declared, “I’ll take

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching for

a sudden motion,

“Don’t leave.”

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

an intense, wordless standoff, Cecilia whispered, “Release

eased his

alighted from the vehicle hastily,

gingerly

moment before retrieving a pill from his pocket and downing it

the company until

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

of Edwin

collecting Edwin, the young boy, schoolbag in tow,

I’ve made ice cream for you,”

cheeks flushed, complied, washing up before settling

fanned Edwin, her keen eyes

off; she could

discarded his coat onto the sofa,

he wouldn’t return home… Needed to “take care’

nearly choked on his

was seized by

her son

Least you applied intellect in your professional duties. With Cecilia, it seems you’re all

past, Mark

he remained

gaze lingered on Mark’s retreating

Angela’s Library

Peter whispered, “He was

Zoey

no wonder she

himself the young, charming

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

his head in

wontons and took it to the

engulfed by gloom,

entered, placing the bowl before him, her voice

You seem like you haven’t

whispered a “mom”

she patted his hand, reassuring, “She holds you in her heart, albeit with resentment

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

in

playfully swatted him, chiding, “Go apologize to her, now. She’s

unwrapped a mint

stretched on before a faint smile

dispatched a generous message to Cecilia, wishing her luck on her blind date and

Cecilia responded with silence.

the message, a wave of embarrassment overcame Mark, prompting him

creaked; a figure tiptoed in, burrowing under the covers and

It was Edwin.

a gentle tone, Mark

clasped

as Mark stroked his

was startled when the

a rasp, Mark replied, “I

Edwin before

his son, his thoughts wandering to Olivia

Yet, resentment lingered.

of her continued

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

Simon Lewis?

Simon was the director of Cecilia’s new play. Anticipating a financial appeal, Mark entertained dual

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

Mark’s spirits noticeably