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.

“No.” Waylen held Olivia in his arms and lightly pinched

and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

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

with me,

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

I'm attending to some monkey business. You know

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

went to the hospital to visit Laura

Mark still went to see Laura

couldn't do even if

Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered

was

It was snowing.

had been sitting on the

Edwin had waited patiently

call him a

but Mark had already put the

wasn't a good father, and he had to make it up to not only just

Waylen had said enough.

without telling Rena

left, Korbyn looked

cleared his throat and started, “It seems that... It

too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was so sweet that they forgot about

Now she felt even

to think for

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

again. Mark

Olivia saw him, she ran to

the door and doing his homework.

his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's

out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this, Mark

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

The servant smiled.

She was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time.

asked the servant to make Olivia a cup

Edwin

that happened, Edwin had only

“I should apologize to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling on his

doesn’t matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more.

be redeemed no matter how hard he

developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

would no longer open his heart

only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His

didn't take the initiative

was Monday

in front of the French window of his office,

over a week, Mark had very Little contact with

a dense man. He could feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just

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

Mark was too

while and found

summer,

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

to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

millions of things were racing

showed Cecilia's landline

phone in 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 getting a signal.” Clenching his fists, Mark said immediately,

1967 But Mark had

and made his way out of

the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella

Mark couldn't care

car door, the rain poured into

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 against the

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

was already halfway through

down onto the car out

the

the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before

from

Library He felt dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood

phone rang two times

called

she couldn't get a hold of

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

storm was

as if the rainstorm were a chain,

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

roof of Mark's car had given in to the

invading the interior like an