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.”

pursed her lips and remained silent,

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

felt a

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

she didn’t want to appear frustrated

casually replied, “We

Mark smiled.

I can take care

bear Mark’s words

welled up

and said in a hushed voice, “I’m

at ease

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

didn’t want to think about anything

to her family arranging

Mark had returned.

needed to find something to

to drive out

to go instead

coat and

umbrella in hand, he walked to the car

finished school

to buy some milk powder for your

you like to come with me? We

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Edwin hesitated.

to drive with his father and dine

Edwin felt torn.

finally said, “I need to

Mark looked disappointed.

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

said politely, “Thank you for looking

looked at Mark’s car as

sensed that something was different

stores. Unfortunately, the milk powder they needed was in high demand,

continued

past nine in the evening, Mark still

to the door, working

Olivia wanted milk again.

looked at Cecilia

who told her

come back then,” she said softly, looking at the

Olivia

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

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

strained, asked, “Do you know what time it is

how

seated in the car, holding

Olivia needs milk tonight. I’m

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

hold back her

two years? You… Yes, you were unwell and had to stay away. But what are you doing

Cecilia’s outburst, there was silence

touched the steering wheel and asked softly, “If I were to do that, would you worry

“Nol”

have hung up the phone after

are you

the

already grabbed her car keys

right there. I’m more familiar with Duefron than you are. I know where to buy

held onto

continued to pour, and the windshield

heard the most

said she would

long,

he was a scheming

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

car slowly pulled up

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got out of her car

turned to look at

road ahead and there’s this store. They should have milk powder from this

in

her and whispered, “Can

gently held her hand and added, “I

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

that it was indeed a

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

you afraid

choked on

herself

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

book a room for me. I’ll

go to a

It was inappropriate.

he needed

and found that they were only a five

to Gamous Road. And I’ll have Peter come over and look after

didn’t oppose. But he insisted on buying the milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually purchased a box of milk

drove her

their 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

Mark was behaved.

his return, he hadn’t overstepped any

behaving like a typical divorced

connection

Mark took a few steps toward the door and said, “The keys are in my pocket. Get

reached into his

were in

wash’s fragrance and the distinct scent of

that

to retrieve the keys from his pocket, but her hand couldn’t find them. She looked up and said,

likely feeling

slightly, and his Adam’s apple

gazed down at

“They’re in the pocket of

with one hand and reached into his trouser

the keys when he held her hand