A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1831-1840

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.”

silent, her

if he

felt a bit

few times and had shared a few meals with him,

she didn’t want to appear frustrated

she casually replied, “We get along

Mark smiled.

can take care of the two children. You young people always

couldn’t bear Mark’s

welled up with

in a hushed voice, “I’m going

at

down in a daze. She couldn’t quite decipher her feelings for Mark at this point, but

to think about anything

she had no objections to her

Mark had returned.

thought she needed to find

drive

offered to go instead due to

on his coat and replied,

in hand, he walked to the car and got

finished school and

to him, “I’m going to buy some milk powder for

like to come with me? We can have dinner

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Edwin hesitated.

drive with his father and dine alone with

Edwin felt torn.

finally said, “I need to do my

Mark looked disappointed.

driver, Ross, had also stepped out of the car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark, saying, “If Edwin doesn’t finish his homework, his teacher

“Thank you for looking out for

looked at Mark’s car as he

that something was

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 to be

rain continued

nine in the

the door, working on his homework while keeping an

Olivia wanted milk again.

looked at

Mark, who told her

come back then,” she said softly, looking

Olivia some baby food

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

his car and drying himself with a towel, he said, “I’ll check a few

strained, asked, “Do you know what

you realize how

was seated in the

“But Olivia needs milk

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few more stores to get her milk

hold

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,

was silence on

“If I were to

“Nol”

the phone

you

the weather, and

had already grabbed her car keys and headed

with Duefron than you are. I know where to buy the

onto his

to pour, and the windshield wipers swayed back and

the

would

being away for so long,

was a

couldn’t

an hour later, Cecilia’s car slowly pulled up next to Mark’s

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out of her car and entered Mark’s

turned to

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

in his

at her and whispered, “Can you

held her hand and added, “I might have

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

found that it was

out of your mind? You’re not in good health, and yet you ventured out in the rain like

afraid that…

on

bring herself to

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

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

to a

It was inappropriate.

needed a

looked the surroundings and found that they were only

to Gamous Road. And

he insisted on buying the milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually purchased a box of milk

drove her own

condition had deteriorated. She was concerned for him and didn’t want him to go upstairs on his own, so

Mark was behaved.

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

like a typical divorced

connection

a few steps toward the door and said, “The

into

in close

wash’s fragrance and the distinct scent of a

remembered that scent

her hand couldn’t find them. She looked up and said, “There are

was likely feeling

head slightly, and his Adam’s

down at

“They’re in the

reached into

keys when he held her hand

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