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.

held Olivia in his arms and lightly pinched her chubby

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

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don’t need

with me, though”

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

Cecilia's eyes. She said, “I care too much, and it’s just 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.

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

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

still went to see

just couldn't

Edwin about that? Waylen

was New Year's

It was snowing.

sitting

the snow fall outside, Edwin had waited patiently for

wanted to hear Mark call him

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

to make it up to not only just Cecilia but

Waylen had said enough.

Rena so he

Korbyn looked at

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

too soon, and the feeling of falling

she felt

to think for

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

was the weekend again. Mark

him,

sitting at the door

with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly, “Where's your mom?”

the servants who was watching the children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this, Mark was a

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

The servant smiled.

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

make Olivia a cup

Edwin with

only gone colder and colder to his

Edwin in silence, Mark said, “I should apologize to you for what happened

to it” He didn’t say anything more. He

couldn't be redeemed no matter how

to have developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

he would no longer open his heart to

the cold shoulder

take the initiative

it was Monday

front of the French window of his office, Mark

Mark had very Little

born out of dislike.

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

Mark

thought for a while and found that

the sultry summer, there

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

night seemed to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

spend the night in

millions of things were racing

phone screen showed Cecilia's

phone in

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,

1967 But Mark had hung up the

grabbed his car keys and made his

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

couldn't

opened his car door, the rain poured

inside of his car also got

he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the

ahead appeared blurry to

not safe to drive

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

already halfway through to Cecilia's

smashed down onto

the

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

oozed from

but still, he wiped the blood off his

phone rang two times

called Mark

couldn't get a hold

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

1968 The storm was in full

rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven

a bright white

roof of Mark's car had given

interior like an