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.

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

son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

the hell are you teaching your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all over Cecilia” Waylen didn’t

think she agrees with me, though”

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

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 making all the effort. Mark has hands and feet, and he's not

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

Laura a few years ago and

still went to see Laura

were things Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia said

Edwin about that?

It was New Year's

It was snowing.

been sitting

Edwin

just wanted to hear Mark call him a silly boy

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

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

Waylen had said enough.

without telling Rena so he had to

Korbyn looked at his

and started, “It seems that... It seems that your brother

soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was so sweet that they forgot about

1965 Now she felt even more upset

wanted to think

week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he

the weekend again. Mark drove to the Fowlers’

moment Olivia saw him, she ran

was sitting at the door

arms, sat beside Edwin,

children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this,

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

The servant smiled.

When her mother left, little Olivia cried and cried. She was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You

servant to make Olivia a cup of chamomile

Mark helped Edwin

everything that happened, Edwin had only gone colder and colder to

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

used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat there and

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

seemed to have developed a psychological defense

Edwin cared about Mark.

longer open his heart

endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His

Edwin didn't take the initiative

was Monday

the French window of his

a week, Mark had very Little contact

feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just

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

said that Mark was

thought for a while and found that

summer, there were many

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

seemed to be as lively as the

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

things were racing in his

phone screen showed Cecilia's

phone in a

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.”

had hung up the

car keys and made his way out of the

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

Mark couldn't care

opened his car door, the rain

of his car also got

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

appeared blurry

safe to drive out

rubbish into the air and felling trees left

already halfway through to Cecilia's

down onto the

the back

road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump

oozed from

still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully

phone rang two times before it

called

get a

to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any

1968 The storm

chain, linking heaven and

dark sky was pierced by a bright

Mark's car had

invading the interior like an