A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1941-1950

Chapter 1941 Despite reconciling with Mark, she had never shared the details of her life over the past few years with him.

He had endured hardships just as she had.

During her pregnancy with Olivia, Cecilia had been plagued by nightmares in which Rena called her with distressing news.

Thus, when Mark returned, Cecilia finally felt a profound sense of relief.

Emerging from the bathroom, Mark discovered Cecilia seated at the head of the bed, sobbing quietly.

Standing by the bathroom door, Mark observed Cecilia in silence.

ANGELA'SLIBRARY It was already late at night.

Beneath the subdued lighting, her profile appeared gentle, her tears crystal clear.

He could easily read what was on her mind. She was concerned about him.

Mark stared at her for a long while, yet she remained immersed in her own thoughts.

He approached her, gently retrieved the medicine bottle from her grasp, and softly explained, “These were prescribed when I was discharged from the hospital. Some of the medications aren't readily available in the country. I don't take all of these daily. Just one or two types occasionally.” Cecilia met his gaze.

Tears still streamed on her cheeks.

Mark cradled her in his embrace, guiding her face to rest against his chest as he tenderly caressed her cheek.

Cecilia slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.

Her fingers trembled.

In a raspy voice, Mark asked, “Are you worried about me?” She remained enveloped in his arms, then, with a quivering voice, she confessed, “Mark, I was terribly frightened back then.” That was all she uttered.

She felt too self-conscious to articulate anything more.

She had cherished her love for him through countless years, yet she couldn't be as carefree as she once was in her youth.

Mark tenderly stroked her hair.

He didn’t push her. He simply held her in his arms like that.

Perhaps it was only at that moment, as they cautiously drew nearer to each other, that they truly found solace.

Chapter 1942 It was then that they could be assured it wasn't a mere dream.

Cecilia stopped crying.

As she grew mature, she didn't wish to display weakness in his presence.

How could Mark not understand her? To him, she remained a mere child, and even when she feigned composure, he could discern her true feelings in an instant.

Mark carefully carried her to the bed.

He cocooned her within the blanket, akin to a caterpillar in its snug chrysalis.

Cecilia was unwilling to comply. She playfully patted him on the shoulder and quipped, “I'm feeling warm. It’s summer, after all. What were you thinking?” Mark slid his hand beneath the blanket.

He reached for her feet and remarked, “Your feet are cold.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY He couldn't fathom why her feet felt so chilly in the midst of summer when she had always been in robust health.

Cecilia extended her foot, allowing it to rest in the warmth of his palm.

His skin radiated heat, making her feel comforted.

Cecilia nestled against the pillow and softly disclosed, “After giving birth, I've had some minor health issues. It's not a big deal.” Yet, Mark was insistent on warming her feet.

As they lay down, facing each other, Cecilia hesitated briefly before inquiring, “How have you been in Rouemn? Rena never told me. And I lacked the courage to ask” Mark reminisced about those times.

They had been incredibly challenging.

The most trying period was when he had gone without sustenance for a month, let alone a proper meal.

During the most daunting moments, he would look at photographs of Cecilia and Edwin. After Olivia's birth, he added Olivia's pictures to his source of solace.

However, Mark had no inclination to divulge it to Cecilia.

He extended his arm, allowing her to nestle comfortably beside him.

He opted to share the brighter aspects of his experiences abroad during those two years.

“The snow there was enchanting. From the hospital window, I could catch a glimpse of a majestic mountain range.” He paused as he picked which stories to share.ư

Chapter 1943 “I recall one New Year's Eve when I woke up, and Peter brought some pumpkin pies. I had a strong craving for them.” “Did you manage to have some?” Mark chuckled.

“Yes. Just one bite.” Having said that, Mark abruptly switched off the light.

He slid under her blanket and gently lifted her clothes.

Cecilia swiftly grasped at the sheet.

As Mark got out of the covers, her face flushed crimson and felt feverish. Fortunately, the room was shrouded in darkness.

Mark lay beside her, his fingers delicately tracing her face.

She chided him as a scoundrel.

Yet Mark lowered his voice, laced with an indescribable romance, as he whispered, “I've always wanted to have a taste.” Cecilia could no Longer endure his teasing.

She turned her back, choosing silence as her response.

His flirtatious nature was rather undeniable.

In the darkness, Mark gazed at her slender shoulder and wore a subtle smile.

He leaned in gradually and tenderly said in a low voice, “Throughout those years, you were what I missed most.” Cecilia's cheeks felt like burning up once more.

She was both tempted and touched, yet occasionally, she suspected that his sweet words had been honed on many women, which ignited a spark of anger within her.

to sleep,” she

and

night passed by, and Saturday

and the two children couldn't remain idle. They had been

in his hand, displaying

a flowery

1944 She

delicate legs, she followed her brother, playfully plucking

indulged Olivia, allowing her

mishap unfolded

accidentally came into contact with a

Her face scrunched up, and then she broke

could do was wail.

two with the shovel. Then, he rushed to console his younger

cried so vigorously that her face

tried to soothe

failed to stop

standing about ten meters away from Olivia.

bent down and scooped her up,

down with

a worm.” At the mere mention of

tears and runny nose

didn’t mind it

face

Olivia nestled

mix of envy and affection, as he cherished his sister and held no

approached and gazed

and remarked, “Olivia is

1945 Mark observed the sun and instructed Zoey to take Edwin indoors

Olivia remained unsettled.

her milk

her, preparing a

dozed off eventually, her lips relaxing, allowing the bottle to slip. She'd awaken, resuming her determined effort to

coaxing her, reluctant to divert his

hadn't eaten much and

too.” Edwin puckered his lips

was finally sound asleep, which was good since children required ample hours of sleep

mused that the one upstairs also had a penchant

then carried

was still in

placed Olivia in

from

her daughters forehead. In a hoarse voice, Mark suggested, “It's still early. Why don’t you sleep with her for a little while

o'clock, and she felt it might be too

and

be diligent” Cecilia pressed her lips together, shooting a stern look

as Mark was about to respond, his phone rang,

up the call, exchanged a few

room, Cecilia could faintly hear their

who was adopted by Peter and his wife, residing

speak, but

attended a

dispute with a classmate, resulting in a fall down the stairs

in search

ending the call, Mark proceeded to make several more

listened to Mark's conversations

turmoil remained quite subdued. It could have been the result of the changing circumstances or the fact that Cecilia had weathered even more harrowing experiences that had steeled her

the phone for roughly ten minutes before

asleep in her mother’s

maintained a

a moment, he motioned toward his phone, explaining, “Peter needs my assistance with an

Mark met her eyes and eventually

anger, he

Cecilia sat up.

mom knows an excellent orthopedist. I'll ask her to send me that

found it

lowered her head and tenderly stroked the child in

child specifically. Moreover, Laura is under Peter's care now. Peter and his wife aren't young anymore. I don’t want to see them burdened with too

“I'll reach out to the doctor for

enjoy the

Cecilia smiled warmly.

will be

Mark was by her side,

Mark nodded in agreement.

headed downstairs. In the

Mark's arrival, Edwin lifted

are you going out?” Mark contemplated the best approach and decided not

back for lunch with you.” Edwin accepted

tiny fists remained tightly

hair, and suggested, “Your mom has given her permission. How about joining me?” “I need to finish my

Edwin's head another gentle pat before

was gone, Edwin put down his

departing figure by the door, tightly

was a recurring

leaving

work seemed more important than his family, and even

1948 Mark reached

with finding a doctor for Laura and addressing

the parents of the troublemaker

the reasonable

had crossed the Line by not only tormenting Laura but also pushing her. The brat’s parents approached and adamantly refused to apologize. Instead, they immediately proposed a settlement of one hundred thousand dollars to

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