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 Olivia in his arms and lightly pinched her chubby

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.”

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all over Cecilia” Waylen didn’t get angry. Instead, he

with me, though” Korbyn

“I think Waylen

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,

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

Laura

everything, Mark still went

things Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia

about that? Waylen clearly

It was

It was snowing.

been sitting

snow fall outside, Edwin had waited

Mark call

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

to make it up to not only just Cecilia

Waylen had said enough.

telling Rena so he had to leave

Korbyn looked at

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

feeling of falling in love all over again

Now she felt even more

to

spent the whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every other day.

was the weekend again. Mark

moment Olivia saw him, she ran to

at the door and doing

Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly,

the servants who was watching the children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for

film and wouldn't be

The servant smiled.

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

the servant to make Olivia a

Mark helped Edwin with

everything that happened, Edwin had only

Edwin in silence, Mark said, “I should apologize to you for what

replied, “It doesn’t matter. I'm used to it”

something that couldn't be redeemed no matter how hard he

seemed to have developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

no longer open

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

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

it was Monday

French window of his office,

over a week, Mark had very Little

wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd

make things up to her, and she

Mark was too

while and found that she

the sultry summer, there were many

the entire city was set alight on

to be as lively as

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

millions of things were racing in

showed Cecilia's

phone

are you in 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 might not be getting a signal.” Clenching his fists, Mark said immediately, “I'll be right there.” The servant said nervously, “Please drive carefully, sir. It's

had hung up the

his car keys and made his way out of the office

at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When

couldn't

door, the rain

inside of his

engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were no match against

appeared blurry

was not safe to drive out

of the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark that everything underneath

was already halfway

a metal rod smashed down onto the

the

control of the wheel, and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark

from his

felt dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully stepped on the accelerator

times before

called

couldn't get a hold of

Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and

The storm was in

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

bright white light, like a fearsome tear

Mark's car had given in to the

interior like an uninvited