A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

The atmosphere in the room became slightly tense.

Cecilia gazed at Mark and slowly asked, “Are you here to visit the children?”

Mark, still holding Olivia in his arms, glanced at Cecilia and Thomas, noting that they looked like a perfect couple.

His expression darkened a bit.

While Mark had visited the children frequently in the past few days, he hadn’t seen Cecilia much due to her work and occasional dates. He didn’t intentionally time his visits when she was at home.

Today, he happened to walk in on this scene.

If he were an ordinary person, he might have felt embarrassed.

However, Mark was quite accomplished a man. Instead of displaying any unhappiness, he stood up and extended his hand to shake Thomas’.

“Hello,” he said.

Thomas was a bit taken aback.

Mark then looked at Cecilia tenderly and said, “Your clothes are wet.

You should change.”

He continued in a caring tone, “Mr. Smith, if you’d like, you can also take a shower and get changed. Waylen’s clothes should fit you.”

Thomas was in a dilemma.

He felt that something was off with Mark’s words, but they also seemed reasonable.

After all, even though Mark had a history with Cecilia, he was still in-law to the Fowler family. And they were indeed drenched. Thus, his suggestion didn’t seem entirely inappropriate.

But…

Cecilia saved Thomas from his dilemma and said gently, “You can leave for now.”

Thomas nodded.

“ALL right, I’ll call you later.”

He quickly left.

Cecilia glanced at Mark but remained silent.

She shook her hair and was about to head upstairs. Mark, following her, asked softly, “How was your date?”

Cecilia paused for a moment, and then replied casually, “We had a good time.”

Mark smiled faintly. When Cecilia went upstairs, he continued to assist his daughter in walking. His expression was very tender, devoid of any trace of unhappiness.

Waylen, who had witnessed the entire scene, couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I have to say, I didn’t realize you had such patience.”

Mark asked, “What do you mean?”

Olivia, weary from her attempts to walk, no longer wanted to continue and clamored Mark to hold her.

Mark, holding his daughter with one arm, prepared to get some warm milk for her. However, he found only enough milk formula for one serving.

He summoned the servant.

The servant hurriedly apologized.

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“Mr. Evans, I’m sorry. I had a lot to do today and forgot.”

Olivia understood the situation and leaned on her father’s shoulder, appearing unhappy.

Mark didn’t make an issue of it with the servant.

He held Olivia with one arm, prepared a fresh bottle of warm milk with the other, and sat down on the sofa to feed her.

Olivia enjoyed drinking milk and held the bottle with both hands.

While Olivia was drinking her milk, Mark watched her tenderly.

Waylen observed them quietly, feeling somewhat unsettled.

Mark had been back for some time, taking control of the company and making bold and decisive decisions, which contrasted with the gentle and loving demeanor he displayed at home.

It was a stark difference from the Mark Waylen knew.

Waylen couldn’t help but think that Mark was quite accommodating.

Mark remained composed. He behaved like the perfect ex-husband around Cecilia and Thomas, which amazed the Fowlers.

Mark finished feeding Olivia who grew drowsy after drinking her milk.

She slept on Mark’s shoulder, her skin flawless and her eyelashes long.

A truly adorable sight.

Mark carefully carried her upstairs.

Waylen watched without saying anything to stop Mark. He just shook his head slightly.

On the second floor, Cecilia had already taken a shower and changed into comfortable clothing.

She had also dried her long hair.

Mark entered with Olivia in his arms, and after observing Cecilia for a moment, he said softly, “She’s asleep. Stay with her for a while.

I’ll go buy more milk powder. She’s out of milk powder.”

Cecilia took the baby and carefully placed Olivia in her crib.

It seemed that she had contemplated the situation because she said softly, “If you want to visit the children in the future, please come on Saturdays and Sundays. It’s more convenient.”

Mark appeared somewhat surprised.

He asked after a brief pause, “Are you concerned that Thomas might be upset if he sees me?”

Cecilia nodded.

“Yes, it wouldn’t be appropriate.”

Unexpectedly, Mark agreed.

“Alright, I’ll do my best to visit on Saturdays and Sundays. If I do come during the weekdays, I’ll leave before dinner. I’ll try not to cause you any inconvenience.”

and remained silent, her gaze focused on

a caring tone, as if he were her family, “How well do you

a

Thomas a few times and had shared a few meals with him, but

to appear frustrated

she casually replied, “We

Mark smiled.

take care of the two children. You young people

couldn’t bear Mark’s words

welled up

and said in a

at ease until

She couldn’t quite decipher her feelings for Mark at this point, but she

didn’t want to

to her family arranging her date

Mark had returned.

she needed to find

to drive out by

to go instead due to

on his coat and

an umbrella in hand, he walked to the car and

had just finished school and saw

him, “I’m going to buy some

with me? We can have

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Edwin hesitated.

to be exciting for him to drive with his father and dine alone with him, things were different

Edwin felt torn.

“I need to

Mark looked disappointed.

of the car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark, saying, “If Edwin doesn’t finish his homework, his teacher

politely, “Thank you for looking out for

car as he got

sensed that something was different about Mark

out, it was nearly 6 p.m.. He couldn’t find the milk powder at any of the stores. Unfortunately, the milk powder they needed was in high demand, and there were recent import issues, causing it

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nine in the evening, Mark

had moved a small desk to the door, working on his homework while keeping an eye

Olivia wanted milk again.

looked at

Mark, who

said softly, looking at

Olivia some

a baby store. By the time he opened the car door, half of his body was

inside his car and drying himself with a towel, he said, “I’ll check a few more stores to see if they

you know what

you realize how heavy the

the car, holding the

Olivia needs milk tonight.

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to a few more stores to get her milk powder isn’t

couldn’t hold back

two years? You… Yes, you were unwell and had to stay away. But what are you doing now? Do you want to get soaked in the rain, catch a high

Cecilia’s outburst, there was silence

and asked softly, “If I were to

“Nol”

the phone after

are you right

shared his location, checked the weather, and added,

already grabbed her car keys and headed

with Duefron than you are. I

onto his

to pour, and

the

she would come

long, he could finally see her

was

Cecilia still loved him and couldn’t move on, and he took advantage of

an hour later, Cecilia’s car slowly

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got out of her car and entered Mark’s

turned to look at

ahead and there’s

in

her and whispered, “Can

and added, “I might have a

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

his forehead and found that

not

you afraid

choked on her

herself to

couldn’t resist touching her hand again. He said gently, can’t go back like this. My mother

a hotel and book a room for me. I’ll

to a hotel with

It was inappropriate.

he needed a

surroundings and found that they were only a five

“I’ll take you to Gamous Road. And

milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually

drove her own

arrival at the Gamous Road residence, Mark’s condition had deteriorated. She was concerned for him and didn’t want him to go upstairs on his own, so she helped him into the

Mark was behaved.

his return, he hadn’t overstepped any boundaries or made any

were behaving like a

shared connection

took a few steps toward the door and

into his

were in

could smell her body wash’s fragrance and the distinct scent of a mature

that

tried to retrieve the keys from his pocket, but her hand couldn’t find them.

likely

and his Adam’s

down at

while, he said, “They’re in the pocket

held him with one hand and reached into his trouser pocket, finding a set of

had barely touched the keys when