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

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 separate when necessary. It's actually perfect.” Descending the

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

ideals to yourself. You don’t need

she agrees with me, though” Korbyn

1964 But at this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think

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

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

Laura a few years

still went to see Laura

things Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia said

about

It was New Year's

It was snowing.

been sitting

snow fall outside, Edwin had

Mark call him a silly

only eight years old, but Mark had already put the poor

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

Waylen had said enough.

here without telling Rena so he had to

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his beloved

“It seems that... It seems that your brother is right.”

feeling of falling in love all over again

she felt

wanted to think

came to see them every other day. But

again. Mark drove

Olivia saw him, she ran to

the door and doing his homework.

sat beside Edwin,

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.

her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep the children company.” Mark

to make Olivia a

Edwin

only gone

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

I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat there and silently accompanied

something that couldn't be redeemed

developed a psychological

Edwin cared about Mark.

open his heart to

endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His

whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the initiative

it was Monday

of the French window of his

over a week, Mark had very Little contact

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

to make things up to her, and

Mark

for a while and found

the sultry summer, there were

thunder clapped, and the entire city was set

night seemed to be as

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

were racing in his mind,

showed Cecilia's landline

the phone in a

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 be right there.” The servant

1967 But Mark had hung

and made his way out of

open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking

Mark couldn't

opened his car door, the

his

he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers

ahead appeared blurry to

was not safe to drive out in this kind

rubbish into the air and

already halfway

down onto

hit the

the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He subsequently hit his head

from

wiped the blood off his face and carefully

times before it went

Cecilia called Mark

couldn't get a hold of

that Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up

storm was

as if the rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven and earth in a wet

sky was pierced by a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had appeared in the

of Mark's car had given in

was invading the interior like