A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1961-1970

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.

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

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 and

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all over

think she agrees with me,

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

You know how suspicious she gets. Remember, Cecilia, you have to make a man pursue you. Stop making all the effort. Mark has hands

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

the hospital to visit Laura

everything, Mark still went to see

just couldn't do

did he tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly

It was New

It was snowing.

been sitting

the snow fall outside, Edwin had waited patiently

call him a silly boy again.

already put the poor little boy through enough heartbreak to

father, and he had to make

Waylen had said enough.

telling Rena so he had to

left, Korbyn looked at his beloved

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

back together too soon, and the feeling of falling

Now she felt even more upset

wanted to

whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much

weekend again. Mark drove to the

moment Olivia saw him, she ran

sitting at the door and doing

his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's your

is out of town filming. She will be gone for

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

The servant smiled.

sad to see her

make Olivia a cup of chamomile

Edwin

only gone

you for what happened that

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

couldn't be redeemed

to have developed a psychological defense

Edwin cared about Mark.

would no longer open his heart to

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

take the initiative to speak to

it was Monday

front of the French window of his office, Mark thought about

a week, Mark had

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

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

said that Mark

for a while and found that she was

summer, there

city

be

Rain poured down endlessly.

decided to spend the night

racing in his mind, his

screen showed Cecilia's

answered the phone

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 had

and made

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

Mark couldn't care

door, the rain poured into his

inside of his car

the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at

appeared

safe to drive out in

the air

already halfway

down onto the car out of

hit the

the wheel, and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He

from his

the blood off his face and carefully stepped on

phone rang two times before it went

called Mark

couldn't get

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

The storm was in full

were a chain,

a bright white light,

car had

the interior like

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