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.

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

already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

to yourself. You don’t need

with me,

this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think Waylen

and it’s just 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 feet, and he's not too old to run. Make him.” Waylen believed this was all Mark's

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

went to the hospital to visit Laura a

everything, Mark still went to see

Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia said

about that? Waylen clearly remembered that

was

It was snowing.

been sitting on

outside, Edwin

Mark call him a silly boy

already put the poor little

he had to make it

Waylen had said enough.

here without telling Rena so he

looked

his throat and started, “It seems that... It seems that your brother is

together too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was

felt even

to think

them every other day.

weekend again. Mark drove to the Fowlers’

him, she ran to

sitting at the door and doing his homework.

entered the house with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin,

“She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this,

and wouldn't be back for a whole week?” She had never told him about

The servant smiled.

to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep the children company.”

asked the servant to make Olivia a

Edwin with his

only gone colder and colder to

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

pause, he replied, “It doesn’t matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat

something that couldn't be redeemed

Edwin seemed to have developed a psychological

Edwin cared about Mark.

longer open his heart to

this point, he could only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin didn’t seem to have any effect

didn't take the initiative to speak to

it was

of the French window of his office, Mark thought about Edwin

had very Little contact

wasn’t born out of dislike. It

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

that Mark was too

thought for a while and found that she

the sultry summer, there were

and thunder clapped, and the entire city was set

to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

Mark decided to spend the night in his office instead of taking the risky

racing in his mind,

screen showed Cecilia's

phone in a

on the other end of the line said in a panicked tone, “Mr. Evans, are you in Duefron? Edwin and Olivia are here in Miss Fowler's Tees weather, I can't get a doctor to 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

Mark had hung up the

keys and made his

parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally

Mark couldn't

his car door, the rain poured

of his

the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on

ahead appeared blurry to

drive out

blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air

halfway through

metal rod smashed down onto the

hit the back

road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He subsequently hit his head on the

from

still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully stepped on

phone rang two times before it went

Cecilia called Mark

she couldn't get a hold of

had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any of

storm

were a chain, linking

distance, the dark sky was pierced by a bright white light, like a

had given in to the

the interior like an uninvited