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 his

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 staircase, Korbyn happened

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

to yourself. You don’t need to spew them all over Cecilia” Waylen didn’t get angry.

agrees with me, though” Korbyn

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

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 not too old

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

that he went to the hospital to visit Laura a few years ago

everything, Mark still went to see

things Mark just couldn't do even

about that?

was

It was snowing.

had been sitting on

fall outside, Edwin had waited

just wanted to hear Mark call

put the poor little

to make

Waylen had said enough.

here without telling Rena so he had

left, Korbyn looked at

It seems that your brother is right.”

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

1965 Now she felt even more

to

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

weekend again. Mark

him, she

door and doing his

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

out of town filming. She will be

out of town to shoot a film and wouldn't be back for a whole

The servant smiled.

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

the servant to make Olivia a

Edwin with his

had only gone colder and colder to

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

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

be redeemed no matter

1966 Edwin seemed to have developed a

Edwin cared about Mark.

open his heart to him

swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving

the whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the initiative

it was Monday

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

week, Mark had very Little

really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that

her,

that Mark was

and found that she was

sultry summer, there were

thunder clapped, and the entire city was

night seemed to be

Rain poured down endlessly.

the night

of things were racing in his mind, his

phone screen showed Cecilia's landline

phone

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

had

keys and made his way out of the

at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was

couldn't

his car door,

inside of his car also got

into the driver's seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were

appeared blurry to

to drive out

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

was already halfway through to

down

hit the back

slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters

oozed from his

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

two times before it

Cecilia called

she couldn't get a hold

to attend to Edwin, and

storm was

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

a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had appeared

roof of Mark's car had given in to

was invading the interior like