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.

carried Olivia to the sofa and grunted, “No.” Waylen held Olivia in

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. You two can Live together

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

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

she agrees with

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

and it’s just hurting me.” Waylen handed over 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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

forget that he went to the hospital to visit Laura a few

Mark still went to

couldn't

tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered that

It was

It was snowing.

sitting on

outside, Edwin had waited patiently

just wanted to hear Mark call him a silly boy

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

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

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so he had to leave

left, Korbyn looked at his beloved

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

got back together too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over

Now she felt even more

to think for

Sunday, she spent the whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much with Cecilia, which only widened the rift

Mark

saw him,

door and doing his homework.

sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's your mom?” Edwin didn’t

of the servants who was watching the children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this, Mark

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

The servant smiled.

cried. She was sad to see her mother

the servant to make Olivia a cup of chamomile

Mark helped Edwin with his

that happened, Edwin had only

should apologize to you for what happened that

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

was something that couldn't be redeemed no matter how

developed a psychological defense against

Edwin cared about Mark.

open his

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 seem to have

Edwin didn't take the initiative

was Monday

of the French window of

a week, Mark had very Little

wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd been having too many

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

Mark was too

for a while and

summer, there

thunder clapped, and the entire city was

seemed to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

spend the night in his office instead of taking the risky drive

things were racing in his mind, his phone

screen showed Cecilia's

phone in

Evans, 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

1967 But Mark had

grabbed his car keys and made his

wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When

couldn't

door, the rain poured into his

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

ahead appeared

not safe to drive out in

into the air and felling trees left and right on

halfway

metal rod smashed down

the

Mark lost control 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 head on the steering

oozed from

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

phone rang two times

Cecilia called Mark

get a hold of

had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any of her calls.

storm

a chain, linking

pierced by a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had appeared

Mark's car had given

interior