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.

the sofa and grunted, “No.” Waylen held Olivia in his arms and

about the same thing again. Cecilia, you already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

the hell are you teaching your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew

agrees with me, though”

this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think Waylen

will think I'm attending to some monkey business. You know how suspicious she gets.

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

visit Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin for

Mark still went to see Laura

were things Mark just couldn't do even if

Edwin about that? Waylen clearly

It was New

It was snowing.

been sitting on the

fall outside, Edwin had

just wanted to hear Mark call him a silly boy

old, but Mark had already put the

he had to make it up to

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so he had to

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

that... It seems that your brother is

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

felt

to

to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much with Cecilia, which only widened

again. Mark

Olivia saw him, she ran

door and doing

Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly,

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

out of town to shoot a film and wouldn't be back for a whole week?” She had never

The servant smiled.

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

to make

helped Edwin with his

only gone colder and colder to

to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling

replied, “It doesn’t matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t say

was something that couldn't be redeemed

seemed to have developed a psychological defense against

Edwin cared about Mark.

open

bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him.

weekend, Edwin didn't take the

was Monday

front of the French window of his office,

had very Little contact

which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that

make things up to her, and

that Mark

a while and found that she was

summer,

thunder clapped, and the entire city was set alight on and

be as lively as the

Rain poured down endlessly.

spend the night in his office instead of taking the risky

millions of things were racing in his mind, his phone

phone screen showed Cecilia's landline

answered the phone in

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

1967 But Mark had hung up the

made his way out of

wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his

Mark couldn't care

he opened his car door, the

his

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

ahead appeared blurry to

to drive out

into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was

halfway through to Cecilia's

metal rod smashed down onto the car out

hit the

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

from

Library He felt dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully stepped on the accelerator

phone rang two times

Cecilia called

she couldn't get a

Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't

1968 The storm was in full

as if the rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven and earth

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

car had given in to the storm's

interior like