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.

the sofa and grunted, “No.” Waylen held

same thing again. Cecilia, you already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live together and separate when necessary. It's actually perfect.” Descending the

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

teaching your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew them

with me, though” Korbyn couldn't

“I think Waylen

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,

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

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

went to see Laura this

Mark just couldn't do even

he tell Edwin about that? Waylen

It was New

It was snowing.

been sitting on the

Edwin had waited patiently

call him a silly boy

was only eight years old, but Mark had already put the

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

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so he had to leave

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

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

falling in love all

1965 Now she felt even more upset than

wanted to think for

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

again. Mark drove to

Olivia saw him, she ran

was sitting at the door and doing his

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

“She is out of town filming. She will be

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

The servant smiled.

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

the servant to make Olivia a

Edwin with his

everything that happened, Edwin had only gone colder and colder

to you for what happened that

“It doesn’t matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat there and

was something that couldn't be

to have developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

open

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

didn't take the initiative to speak

it was

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

had very Little

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

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

that Mark was

thought for a while and found that

sultry summer,

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

to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

night in his office instead of taking the

things were racing

showed

phone

and check on him. Can you help? I can't get through to the Fowler villa as well. They might

But Mark had

grabbed his car keys and made his way out

car was parked in the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually

Mark couldn't care

door, the

of his car also

the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on

appeared blurry to

safe to drive out in

city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right

halfway through to Cecilia's

rod smashed down onto the car out

hit the

car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He subsequently hit his head

from

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

times

Cecilia called Mark

get a hold

ventured into the inclement weather to attend

The storm was

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

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

of Mark's car had given

the interior like an uninvited