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.

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

replied casually, “I knew you two 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.

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all

agrees with me, though”

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

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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

didn’t forget that he went to the hospital to visit Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin

Mark still went to see Laura this

were things Mark just couldn't

did he tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered that

It was

It was snowing.

had been sitting

outside, Edwin had waited patiently for

hear Mark call

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

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

Waylen had said enough.

without telling Rena so

Korbyn looked at his

and started, “It seems that... It seems that your brother is right.” Cecilia nodded in

together too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was

felt even more upset than

wanted to think for

Mark came to see them every other day. But he

the weekend again. Mark

moment Olivia saw him,

door and doing his

his arms, sat beside Edwin, and

town filming. She

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

The servant smiled.

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

asked the servant to make

helped Edwin with

had only gone colder and colder

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

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

was something that couldn't be redeemed no matter

Edwin seemed to have developed a psychological defense

Edwin cared about Mark.

would no longer open his heart to him

endure the cold shoulder Edwin

the whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the initiative

it was Monday

of his office, Mark thought

Mark had very Little contact

which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It

her, and

said that Mark

thought for a while and found that she

the sultry summer, there were many

the entire city was

to be as

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

were racing in his mind, his

screen showed Cecilia's

the phone in a

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

But Mark had hung up

car keys and made his way

at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car,

couldn't

opened his car door, the

of his

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

appeared blurry

was not safe to drive out in this

rain and strong wind swept through every inch of the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on

was already halfway

a metal rod smashed down

hit the

of 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 his

oozed from

dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood

times before it went

called

she couldn't get a hold of

into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any of

1968 The storm was

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

a bright white light,

of Mark's car had

the interior like an