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.

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

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 two

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

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

she agrees with me, though”

at this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think Waylen is right, Dad.” Waylen

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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

hospital to visit Laura a few

went to

Mark just couldn't

Edwin about that? Waylen clearly

It was

It was snowing.

sitting on the

snow fall outside, Edwin had

Mark call him a

already put the poor little boy through enough

and he had to make it up to not only

Waylen had said enough.

Rena so

looked

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

feeling of falling in

felt even more

wanted to

Mark came to see them every other day.

Mark drove

Olivia saw him, she ran to

was sitting at the door and doing his

beside Edwin, and asked softly,

children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a

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

The servant smiled.

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

asked the servant to make Olivia a

Mark helped Edwin

that happened, Edwin had only gone colder and colder

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

it” He didn’t say anything more. He just

be

seemed to have developed a psychological defense against

Edwin cared about Mark.

he would no longer open his heart to him

point, he could only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin

didn't take the

it was

in front of the French window of his office, Mark thought about Edwin and

a week, Mark had very Little

a dense man. He could 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

up to her, and she didn’t know how to

that Mark

thought for a while and

summer, there were many

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

seemed to be as lively as the

Rain poured down endlessly.

Mark decided to spend the night in his office instead

racing in his mind, his phone

phone screen showed Cecilia's landline

answered the phone in

Can you help? I can't get through to the Fowler villa as well. They might not be getting

had hung up the

and made his way out of the

him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking

Mark couldn't care

opened his car door, the rain

of his car also got

engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his

appeared blurry

drive out in this kind of

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

halfway through

smashed down onto the

hit the back

road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters

oozed from his

the blood off his face and carefully stepped on the

phone rang two times

Cecilia called

couldn't get

from the servant that Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any of her

1968 The storm was

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

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

car had given in to the storm's

invading the interior like an uninvited