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.

held Olivia in

Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live together and separate when necessary. It's actually perfect.” Descending the staircase, Korbyn happened

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

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

agrees with me, though” Korbyn

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

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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

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

still went to see

just couldn't do even if Cecilia

about that? Waylen clearly remembered

was New

It was snowing.

had been sitting

outside, Edwin

Mark call him

Mark had already put the

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

seems that... It seems that

feeling of falling in love all over again was so

felt even more upset

wanted to think

following week, Mark came to see them every

the weekend again. Mark drove to the Fowlers’

moment Olivia saw him, she ran

at the door

house with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's

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

went out of town to shoot a film and wouldn't be back

The servant smiled.

cried and cried. She was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep the

servant to make Olivia a

Mark helped Edwin with his

had only gone colder

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

it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat there and

couldn't be redeemed no matter how hard he

to have developed

Edwin cared about Mark.

open his heart

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

the whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the initiative to

it was Monday

in front of the French window of his

a week, Mark had very Little contact

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

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

said that Mark

for a while and found

sultry summer, there were

and thunder clapped, and the entire city was

to be as lively as

Rain poured down endlessly.

at the dark sky, Mark decided to spend the night in his office instead of taking the risky

of things were racing in his mind, his

showed Cecilia's landline

the phone

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

1967 But Mark had hung up the

keys and made his

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

Mark couldn't care

his car door, the

inside of his car also

slid into the driver's seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were no match

ahead appeared blurry to

not safe to drive

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

already halfway

a metal rod smashed down onto the

the back

reeling for more than ten meters before Mark

oozed from

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

times before it went

called Mark

couldn't get a hold of

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

storm

rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven and

by a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had appeared in the

had given in

was invading the interior like an