A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Juliette elbowed her husband gently.

Yet, Mark remained unflustered. Presenting gifts to Juliette and Korbyn, he said graciously, “There are many things I haven't handled well. I plan to make amends, step by step, in the future. I anticipate guidance from you both.” Korbyn, astute as he was, recognized the need only to apply subtle pressure on Mark.

He knew pushing too hard might upset Mark, potentially distressing Cecilia once more.

Instead, Korbyn invited Mark to take a seat, and then instructed a servant, “Please inform Waylen and the others it's time to come downstairs for dinner. They shouldn't isolate themselves every time they congregate.” “Rena and Cecilia went shopping, coming home with an array of clothing and jewelry,” Juliette shared.

“They're seeking Waylen's opinion. They get along so well. That pleases you, doesn't it?” A twinge of disappointment struck Mark.

Cecilia had claimed her schedule was too packed for meet-ups.

A hint of jealousy emerged in Mark, though he kept it to himself.

As he pondered, footsteps signaled their descent.

Waylen led the way, with Rena and Cecilia following, side by side.

Cecilia, leaning on Rena, had her arm linked through Rena's...

Korbyn'’s voice, cool, interjected, “Your uncle has arrived.” Korbyn looked at his children.

The ambiance held a delicate subtlety.

Waylen glanced over at Cecilia and noticed a slight blush gracing her face. Clearly, she couldn't withstand such teasing.

Mark was much more thick-skinned.

At his age, he found himself once more in Cecilia's company, and he paid little heed to anything else.

His affectionate gaze upon Cecilia was even more unreserved than before.

Waylen let out a chuckle.

In agreement with his father, he added, “Dad, if you keep on going like that, Mark might never show his face here again.” Korbyn shot Waylen a grave look before inquiring, “Is he that really shy, Waylen?” Both Korbyn and Waylen possessed sharp tongues.

Mark had no option but to take it.

As Cecilia drew near, Mark strolled alongside her and tenderly asked, “Why didn't you invite me to join you for shopping?” Cecilia cast a brief glance at Mark's way.

“Even my brother didn't go” After a brief pause, she added, “You were planning to go to the office, weren't you? Besides, I prefer shopping with Rena.” Beneath the table, Mark discreetly clasped Cecilia's hand.

“You're absolutely right. Women understand each other best.” Angela's Library With that, Mark offered a gentle smile and whispered, “I'l go get Olivia.” Typically, Olivia didn’t dine at the table. She was still quite young, and her meals were either prepared separately, or she would just have her milk.

Cecilia wanted to say something, but Mark had already ascended the stairs.

Observing his daughter's expression, Korbyn curled his lip.

“Feeling sorry for him? Well, don’t thwart a man’s desire to prove himself.

You shouldn't concern yourself too much. Simply follow your sister-in-law’s lead and give him a hard time.” Rena served a portion of food to Korbyn.

In a hushed tone, she said, “Dad, if I've ever wronged Waylen in any way, please forgive me.” Korbyn quickly reassured her, “No. No, you've been really good to Waylen.” Witnessing that, Cecilia couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.

Rena not only had a grip on Waylen, but she also managed to please Korbyn.

As Cecilia pondered, Mark descended the stairs, holding Olivia in his embrace.

Just in time for summer, Olivia wore a white dress adorned with red flowers. She appeared plump and utterly adorable.

Olivia wrapped her tiny arms around her father’s neck, her curious eyes fixed on the dishes set on the table.

Most of it was devoid of salt or other seasonings. Olivia found them quite plain and refused to eat.

Yet Mark patiently cajoled her.

3 Olivia radiated pure delight. She let out joyful giggles and devoured all the food her father fed her.

Korbyn chortled.

“I am truly impressed. Mark, you could run a nursery school. You have a real knack for handling kids.” Mark responded promptly, “Olivia is quite a good girl.” Olivia held a deep fondness for Mark. She nestled against his chest.

Mark couldn't resist rubbing her plump little belly.

During the meal, he refrained from eating much as he mostly focused on his daughter.

Cecilia harbored concerns about Mark, yet her entire family had gathered, and her shyness held her back.

She stole a quick glance at Rena.

Rena grasped Cecilia's unspoken message and addressed Mark, “Uncle Mark, why don't you grab a bite?” Mark appeared momentarily taken aback.

Then, he offered a gentle smile and replied, “'m not much of an eater.” Rena let the matter rest and turned her gaze back to Cecilia, noticing the hint of wetness in her eyes.

In private, Rena inquired, “Are you worried about him?” Cecilia felt a touch awkwardness.

THe Rena refrained from further questioning.

Following the meal, Rena and Cecilia attended to the children’s belongings, while Mark was summoned to Korbyn's study.

door closed behind

Korbyn's jesting ceased.

for Mark

cherished his daughter deeply, valuing her even more than his own reputation. Korbyn let out

make it in the long run

chase after you as she

a pang of

waved his hand.

of sorrow in his expression, but he had something important

you. As a father, I can't say

numerous sacrifices for her. Mark, 'm not asking for anything else at this moment. I just wish you could

glistened

was barely in her

considerably older and plagued by frail health, weighed heavily on Korbyn's

in contemplative silence for an extended period, grappling with the very concerns that had

After a prolonged pause, Mark uttered in

just live a fulfilling life and raise the two children. I believe Edwin holds tremendous promise. He inherits his personality from the Evans family."

a brief discussion

Mark's descent, Rena grasped Edwin's hand, while Cecilia cradled Olivia

spotted Mark, she stretched out her

scooped up his

cast a gentle gaze at Cecilia and uttered, “You take

family of four departed, Rena stood on the porch, her emotions a

had been Rena's unspoken longing for a considerable while,

her shoulder,

emotional? I thought Mrs. Fowler isn't as delicate as that.” Rena shot

been aware of his feigned mental issues and hadn't

she thought, could be quite insufferable

phone. Once she discovered his actions, he claimed to be

wrong with him! Rena cast a sidelong glance at him, remarking, “I haven't forgiven you, you know.” ANGELA'SLIBRARY

pinned her against the wall, his fingers delicately brushing against her waist as he intentionally allured

soothe your anger? What if you also tampered with my phone?” Rena playfully

would want to tamper with your phone? You think everyone's as

her slender shoulder, a mischievous streak

away. There was an undeniable helplessness in dealing with him, and it seemed

Mark's villa half an

considerable size, and the car didn’t come

had been eagerly anticipating Cecilia's

and her children over the past few years, there was a distinct significance to the family of four

was taking unsteady

night breeze playfully

her

the urge to playfully nibble

Olivia knew no

arms,

any jealousy. He

a cold shoulder to

embrace with her grandson, Zoey’s gaze drifted toward

Zoey's nose twitched.

Cecilia's hand, her voice choked with

back. It's truly wonderful”

her

Zoey not be plagued by fear and sorrow? It wasn't due to Zoey’s fear of

her attempts to maintain composure, Zoey struggled

a step to the side and

held a profound

playfully said, “I'm famished. Do you happen to have any home-made wontons? I want chopped coriander in it.” Zoey dabbed away her

I'm aware of your fondness for it. I've also fried some mini meatballs you like, but

served to alleviate Cecilia's melancholy,

the pleasant and challenging moments triggered a mix of emotions

of a remarkable reunion. Cecilia couldn't help

took charge of the

a small bathtub and a tiny bath towel in

in the bathtub, completely bare, her face brimming with

the adorable little girl in

skillfully poured water

Midway through the meal, Mark whisked her bowl

you eat so much now, you'll feel overstuffed.” Then Mark settled down and dug into

a flush of

“I'm simply concerned that

you put on some weight, you might regret it later” His words were

at Mark with an

“I've just been extremely busy.” Mark affectionately ruffled her hair and remarked, “Well then, keep yourself occupied. But when you're free, be sure to spend some time with me.” Cecilia tightened her

sleep in my room tonight?” Mark

feeling a

they had two children together, she considered herself a guest in

gaze held a

mean we'll Edwin and Olivia with us. What's on your mind?” Cecilia grew somewhat

I haven't been thinking about anything.” Mark devoured the