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

would fight 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.

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

think she agrees with

said gently, “I think Waylen is right, Dad.” Waylen smirked and shrugged with

to some monkey business. You know how suspicious she gets. Remember, Cecilia, you have to make a man pursue you. Stop making all

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

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

still went to see

Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia said

he tell Edwin about that? Waylen

It was

It was snowing.

had been sitting on

fall outside, Edwin

hear Mark call him a silly

was only eight years old, but Mark had already put the poor little boy through enough heartbreak

and he had to make it up to not only just Cecilia

Waylen had said enough.

telling Rena so

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

seems that... It seems that your brother

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

felt even

wanted to

whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much with Cecilia, which only widened the rift between them even

again. Mark drove to the Fowlers’

moment Olivia saw him,

was sitting at the door

Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's your mom?”

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

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

The servant smiled.

to see her mother go. You've come just in

asked the servant to make Olivia a cup of chamomile

Mark helped Edwin

everything that happened, Edwin had only gone

silence, Mark said, “I should apologize to you for what happened that day.” Edwin

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

be redeemed no matter

to have developed

Edwin cared about Mark.

longer open his

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

whole weekend, Edwin didn't take

it was

French window of

had very Little

wasn’t born out of dislike. It was

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

that Mark was too

for a while and found that

the sultry summer, there

thunder clapped, and the entire city was set alight

be

Rain poured down endlessly.

Mark decided to spend the night in his

things were racing in

phone screen showed

answered the phone

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

Mark had

keys and made his way out

in the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly,

couldn't

door, the

his car also

driver's seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield

appeared blurry

drive out

rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the

halfway

a metal rod smashed down onto the

the

the wheel, and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He subsequently hit

from his

He felt dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood off his face

rang two times

called

she couldn't get a hold of

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

1968 The storm was in

chain,

a bright white light,

car had given in to the

interior like