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

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

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

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

with me, though” Korbyn

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

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 effort. Mark has hands and feet, and he's not too old to run. Make him.” Waylen believed this was all

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

to the hospital to visit Laura a few years ago

went to see Laura

just couldn't do

did he tell Edwin about that?

was New Year's

It was snowing.

had been sitting

the snow fall outside, Edwin

Mark call him a silly boy again.

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

father, and he had to make it up to

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so

left, Korbyn looked at his

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

feeling of falling in love all over

she felt

to think

came to see them every other day. But he

Mark drove to the Fowlers’

Olivia saw him,

sitting at the door and doing his

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

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

film and wouldn't be back for a whole week?”

The servant smiled.

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

the servant to make

helped Edwin with

happened, Edwin had only gone colder and

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

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

be

1966 Edwin seemed to have developed a psychological defense against

Edwin cared about Mark.

no longer open his heart to him

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

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

was Monday

of the French window of his

over a week, Mark had

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

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

said that Mark

and found that

summer, there were many

the entire city was set alight on and off for a

be as lively as the

Rain poured down endlessly.

the night in his office instead of taking the

racing in his mind, his

screen showed Cecilia's

phone

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.”

1967 But Mark had hung

made his way

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

couldn't

he opened his car door,

his car

seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even

appeared blurry

drive

air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark

halfway through to

metal rod smashed down onto the car out of

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

oozed from

but still, he wiped the blood off his face

times

Cecilia called

get a hold

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

1968 The storm was in

as if the rainstorm were a chain, linking

a bright white light, like a fearsome tear

roof of Mark's car had given in to

the interior