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.”

her lips and remained silent, her gaze focused on

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

a bit

times and had shared a few meals with him, but she hadn’t really given much thought to

she didn’t want to appear frustrated to

replied, “We get

Mark smiled.

end up together in the future, I can take care of the two children. You young

couldn’t bear Mark’s

eyes welled up with

said in a hushed voice, “I’m going

didn’t feel at ease until he

for

want to think about anything

to her

Mark had returned.

she needed to find something to occupy

to drive

had offered to go instead due

on his coat and replied, “It’s

umbrella in hand, he walked to the car

had just finished

him, “I’m going to buy

come with

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Edwin hesitated.

to drive with his father and dine

Edwin felt torn.

need to do

Mark looked disappointed.

Ross, had also stepped out of the car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark,

said politely, “Thank you for looking out for

car

something was different about

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

rain continued

nine in the evening, Mark still

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

Olivia wanted milk again.

looked at

called Mark, who

back then,” she said softly,

feed Olivia some

moment, Mark was exiting a baby store. By the time he opened the car

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

tone strained, asked, “Do you know what time

realize how heavy the

the car, holding the

“But Olivia needs milk tonight.

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a few more stores to get her milk powder

couldn’t hold

that she is your daughter? What have you been doing for the past 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 fever, and engage in

there was silence

gently touched the steering wheel and asked softly, “If I were to

“Nol”

phone after saying that,

are you right

his location, checked the weather, and added, “Don’t come

had already grabbed her car keys

Duefron than you are. I know where to buy the

held onto

The rain continued to pour, and

the most heartwarming

would come

being away for so long, he could finally see her

he was a scheming

and couldn’t move on, and he took advantage of

hour later, Cecilia’s car slowly

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out of her car and

to look at

stared straight ahead and said softly, “There’s an alley near the main road ahead and there’s this store. They should have milk powder from this brand we

reclined in

at her and whispered, “Can

and added, “I might have

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

and found that it was indeed a

scold, “Are you out of your mind? You’re not in good health, and yet you ventured out in

afraid

on

couldn’t bring herself to say

He said gently, can’t go back like this. My mother will be upset if she finds

to a hotel and book a room for me. I’ll be fine after

couldn’t go to a hotel

It was inappropriate.

he needed

that they were only

Gamous Road. And I’ll have

oppose. But he insisted on buying the milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually purchased

drove her

concerned for him and didn’t want

Mark was behaved.

hadn’t overstepped any boundaries or made any flirtatious

were behaving like

connection was their

steps toward the door and

reached into his upper

in

body wash’s fragrance and the distinct scent of a mature woman on

remembered that scent very

from his pocket, but her hand couldn’t find them. She looked

likely feeling

slightly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed subtly.

down

he said, “They’re

into his trouser pocket, finding a set of

touched the keys when he held