A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1961 He brought the dishes to the table.

He took a look at Edwin who was still on his knees.

Mark put down the tray and wiped his hands.

“Lunch is ready. You might not be hungry, but your sister might be. Do you want her to starve while keeping you company?” Edwin glanced at his sister.

Olivia pointed at her open mouth and said, “Hungry.” Edwin pursed his lips and then got up from the floor. He took Olivia by the hand and led her to the dining table.

He didn’t say a word, but he obviously wanted to hoist his sister up onto one of the chairs.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY But the eight-year-old Edwin wasn't strong enough to give Little Olivia a boost.

With one hand, Mark lifted Olivia onto a seat. Then, he put a bib around her neck and began piling food onto the children’s plates.

Zoey came over and commented with a smile, “Wow. You're like a real father now.” Mark chanced a glance at Cecilia. She didn’t show any expression on her face. Mark muttered, “That's not up to you, Mom. That's for the mother of my children to decide.” Ignoring Mark's words, Cecilia ate silently.

It was already half past two in the afternoon when they finished eating.

Zoey took Edwin and Olivia away.

Mark went upstairs to have a talk with Cecilia.

About today’s incident, to be more specific, it was a conflict between the two children and Edwin's one-sided roughness.

It was also the second time that Edwin had run away from home.

Mark was very worried.

Upstairs, Cecilia was sitting on the sofa by the window.

Obviously, she also wanted to talk to Mark.

Mark wanted to relax himself first, so he took a shower to get rid of the smell of the curry.

He changed into fresh clothes after taking a shower.

Cecilia looked at him.

Chapter 1962 Mark walked over, sat opposite her, and asked softly, “Are you still blaming me?” Cecilia shook her head slightly in response.

After that, silence reigned between the two of them. After a while, Mark was the first to speak up.

“Cecilia, about the matter of Cathy...

Maybe both you and I have already let it go, but Edwin still remembers.” That was why Edwin was so rebellious today.

Cecilia didn’t know how to talk to Mark.

However, Mark had already thought about it. He stood up, half squatted in front of Cecilia, and said in a low, hoarse voice, “There are two plans now. The first is that I never see that child again, and the second is that... We take Edwin to a therapist.” Cecilia looked at Mark with wide eyes.

A small cry escaped her throat as tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mark held her hand.

He didn’t try to comfort her or stop her. He knew that she needed to have her reaction.

As Edwin's parents, it would be difficult for them to accept that their son might be mentally ill.

A long time passed.

The sun had begun setting. Its orange rays shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and gave the bedroom a golden glow, which brought out the gentleness in Cecilia's face. She asked calmly, “What's your decision, Mark?" On one side was Mark's own son, and on the other side was Paul's daughter.

‘What would Mark's choice be? When Cecilia asked, she had an idea in her mind.

If Mark chose Laura this time, no matter how much Cecilia loved Mark, Cecilia would leave with Edwin and Olivia.

Cecilia wasn't that magnanimous.

Mark squeezed her hand and answered softly, “I will never go there again.” Sad and embarrassed, Cecilia turned away.

Cecilia didn’t want to target Laura. She knew that Laura was innocent, but life just sucked.

Cecilia also didn't want Edwin to see a therapist at such a young age.

Chapter 1963 After saying that, Mark felt bad.

He stood up and went to the terrace to call Peter. After a few simple words, Mark hung up the phone.

‘When Mark came back, he found Cecilia leaning against the sofa and in a daze.

Mark walked over and held Cecilia. He gently moved her so that her head was resting on his abdomen.

He asked in a tentative tone, “Do you regret making up with me?” Cecilia didn't say anything.

She and Mark both knew that Edwin wasn't well.

Edwin felt that Mark didn’t love him. He also thought that, in Mark's heart, he was never as important as Laura.

This matter affected the atmosphere at home.

At night, Cecilia didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Mark, so she took the children back to the Fowlers’ house on that very Saturday night.

Unexpectedly...

Waylen was in the Fowlers’ house, but Rena and her children weren't there.

Seeing Waylen, Cecilia felt a little scared.

Crossing his long legs, Waylen looked at Cecilia and snorted, “What happened? Did you two fight again?” Cecilia was too abashed to say it.

“No.” Waylen held Olivia in his arms and lightly

about the same thing again. Cecilia, you already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective.

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

the hell are you teaching your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all over Cecilia” Waylen didn’t get angry. Instead,

with

But at this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think Waylen is right, Dad.” Waylen smirked and shrugged with

hurting me.” Waylen handed over Olivia to Korbyn, stood up, and drawled, “I should go. Otherwise, your sister-in-law will think I'm attending to some monkey business. You know how suspicious she gets. Remember, Cecilia, you have to make a man pursue you. Stop making all the effort. Mark has hands and

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

that he went to the hospital to visit Laura

went to see Laura this

couldn't do even if Cecilia

about that? Waylen

It was New

It was snowing.

had been sitting on the

outside, Edwin

Mark call

years old, but Mark had already put the poor little

make it up to not

Waylen had said enough.

Rena so he had to

Korbyn looked at his

that... It seems that your brother is right.” Cecilia

Mark got back together too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was so sweet

felt even

wanted to think

she spent the whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every

weekend again. Mark drove to

Olivia saw him, she ran

sitting at the door and

his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's your mom?” Edwin didn’t

of the servants who was watching the children said, “She is out of town filming. She

town to shoot a film and wouldn't be back for

The servant smiled.

cried. She was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep the children company.” Mark could only

asked the servant to make Olivia a cup of chamomile

helped Edwin with his

that happened, Edwin had only gone colder and colder to his

in silence, Mark said, “I should apologize to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling on his notebook with

used to it” He didn’t say

that couldn't be redeemed no matter how hard he

seemed to have developed a

Edwin cared about Mark.

open his

his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin didn’t seem to

whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the

was

French window of

over a week, Mark had

feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd been having too many problems in

things up to her, and she didn’t know how to get

that Mark

and found that

sultry summer, there were

clapped, and the entire city was set alight on and off for a

be as lively

Rain poured down endlessly.

decided to spend the night in his office

of things were racing in

showed Cecilia's landline

the phone in

come and check on him. Can you help? I can't get through to the Fowler villa as well. They might not be getting a signal.” Clenching his fists, Mark said immediately, “I'll be right there.” The servant said nervously, “Please

had hung up the

keys and made his

open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking

Mark couldn't

he opened his car door, the

of his car also got

Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest

appeared blurry to

to drive out in this kind of

kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark that everything

was already halfway through

rod smashed down onto the car out

hit the

lost control of the wheel, and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than

from his

still, he wiped the blood off his face and

times

called

couldn't get a hold of

had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he

storm

were a chain, linking heaven and

the dark sky was pierced by a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had

had given in to the storm's

invading the interior