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.

Waylen held

you already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

yourself. You don’t need to spew

with me, though” Korbyn

1964 But at this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think

“I care too much, 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.”

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

he went to the hospital to visit Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin for the

went to see Laura this

things Mark just couldn't do

he tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered

was

It was snowing.

sitting on the

snow fall outside, Edwin had

to hear Mark call him a silly

already put the poor little

good father, and he had to make it up to not only just

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so he had to

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

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

falling in love all over again was so sweet that

1965 Now she felt

to think for

The following week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much with

Mark drove to

him, she ran

was sitting at the door and doing

the house with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked

the servants who was watching the children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a

a film and wouldn't be back for a whole week?”

The servant smiled.

cried. She was sad to see her mother

asked the servant to make Olivia a cup of chamomile

helped Edwin with

had only gone colder and colder to his

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

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

something that couldn't be redeemed no matter

Edwin seemed to have developed a psychological defense against

Edwin cared about Mark.

no longer open his heart

point, he could only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin

weekend, Edwin didn't take

it was

alone in front of the French window of his office, Mark

week, Mark had very

him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd been having too

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

said that Mark

thought for a while and found

the sultry summer,

entire city was set

seemed to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

night in his office instead

things were racing in his mind,

screen showed Cecilia's

the phone

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

had hung up the

keys and made his way

The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he

couldn't

car door, the rain

of his car

engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were no match against

appeared blurry to

safe to drive out

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

was already halfway

rod smashed down onto the car

the

reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes.

from

blood off his face and carefully stepped on

times before

Cecilia called Mark

couldn't get a hold

heard from the servant that Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to

The storm was

were a chain,

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

of Mark's car had given in to the

invading the interior like an