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.

grunted, “No.” Waylen held Olivia in

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

agrees with me, though”

“I think Waylen is

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.

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin for

Mark still went to see Laura

things Mark just couldn't do even if

tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered that

It was New

It was snowing.

been sitting on the

Edwin had waited patiently for

just wanted to hear Mark call him a silly

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

wasn't a good father, and he had to make it up to not only just Cecilia

Waylen had said enough.

came here without telling Rena so he had to leave

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at

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

Mark got back together too soon, and the feeling of falling in love all over again was so sweet that

felt even

to

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

Mark drove to the Fowlers’

saw him, she ran to

sitting at the door and doing

entered the house with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked

town filming. She will

and wouldn't be back for a whole

The servant smiled.

and cried. She was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can

the servant to make Olivia a cup

Edwin with

Edwin had only gone

you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling on his notebook with

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

that couldn't be redeemed no matter

developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

open

the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His

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

was Monday

window of his office, Mark thought about Edwin and

week, Mark had very Little

could feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out

things up to her, and she didn’t

that Mark

thought for a while and found

summer, there

thunder clapped, and the entire city was set alight on and

night seemed to be as lively as the

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

were racing in his mind, his

screen showed

phone in

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

Mark had hung up

keys and made his way out of the

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

couldn't care

opened his car door, the rain poured

of his car

engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at

appeared

not safe to drive out in

rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark that everything underneath it appeared pitch

was already halfway through to Cecilia's

metal rod smashed down onto the car out

hit the

and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters

from

but still, he wiped the blood off

times before it

called

she couldn't get

ventured into the inclement weather to attend

The storm was

chain, linking heaven and earth in a

pierced by a bright white light, like a fearsome

had given in to the storm's

the interior like an