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.

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

son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live together and separate

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

Waylen? 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

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

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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

hospital to visit Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin for the first

still went to

things Mark just couldn't do even if

did he tell Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered that

was New Year's

It was snowing.

been sitting on

snow fall outside, Edwin

call him a silly boy

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

a good father, and he had to make it

Waylen had said enough.

Rena so he had to

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

seems that... It seems that your brother

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

felt

to

Mark came to see them every

the weekend again. Mark drove to

him, she ran to

was sitting at the door and doing

arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly,

of town

film and wouldn't be back for a

The servant smiled.

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

make

Mark helped Edwin

only

should apologize to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept

matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t

something that couldn't be

seemed to have developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

he would no longer open his heart

and endure the cold

take the initiative to speak

it was

French window of his office, Mark thought about

Mark had

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

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

said that Mark

thought for a while and

summer, there

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

seemed to be as

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

of things were racing in

screen showed

the phone in a

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 be right there.” The servant said nervously, “Please drive carefully,

had hung

made his way out of

open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually

Mark couldn't

car door, the rain poured into

his

the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were no match

ahead appeared blurry

was not safe to drive

through every inch of the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air

halfway through to

a metal rod smashed down onto

the

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

from his

but still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully

two times

called

get a hold of

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

storm was

if the rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven

was pierced by a bright white light, like

car had given

interior

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