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.

motioned for Mark to take a

even more than his own reputation. Korbyn let out a soft

but I won't actively support it either. Whether you two make it in the long run depends on you. Mark, I'm being honest with you. Cecilia isn't young and

as she

felt a pang of

waved his hand.

his expression, but he had something

you. As a father, I can't

for her. Mark, 'm not asking for anything else at this moment. I just wish you could be there for her a while longer”

glistened with

daughter was barely

and plagued by frail health, weighed heavily on

in contemplative silence for an extended period, grappling with

how could he muster the courage? After a prolonged pause, Mark uttered in a raspy voice, “Please, don't worry.” Korbyn wiped away his tears discreetly and spun around

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

them engaged in a brief discussion

Edwin's hand, while Cecilia cradled

as Olivia spotted Mark, she stretched

Mark advanced and scooped up his daughter, a suitcase in his other

Cecilia and uttered, “You take the wheel.” Cecilia

four departed, Rena stood

been Rena's unspoken longing for a considerable while,

an arm around her shoulder, both of them observing their

emotional? I thought Mrs. Fowler isn't as delicate as

of his feigned mental issues

could be

Once she discovered his actions, he claimed to be mentally

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

his fingers delicately brushing against her waist as he intentionally allured

Fowler, how may I soothe your anger? What if you also tampered with my phone?” Rena playfully

your phone? You think everyone's as perverted as you?” Waylen

his face against her slender

her to push him away. There was an undeniable helplessness in dealing with him, and it seemed his antics had an effect

arrived at Mark's villa half an

and the car didn’t come

Cecilia's visit for quite some

with Cecilia and her children over the past few years, there was a distinct significance to the family of four arriving together in such an orderly fashion. Moreover, Olivia, being so young, hadn't been seen by Zoey

taking unsteady

playfully lifted her

revealing half of her little bottom,

the urge to playfully nibble

for Olivia knew no

her arms, showering her with kisses

nearby, didn’t harbor any jealousy. He patiently waited

Zoey wouldn't turn a cold shoulder to

embrace with her grandson, Zoey’s gaze drifted toward Cecilia in the night breeze. Cecilia remained elegant

Zoey's nose twitched.

clutched Cecilia's hand, her voice choked with

It's truly wonderful”

wasn't only to her

her son's life had been shrouded in uncertainty following that. How could Zoey not be plagued by fear and sorrow? It wasn't due to Zoey’s fear of growing old and

to maintain composure, Zoey

step to the side and

a profound

Zoey as her own mother and playfully said, “I'm famished. Do you happen

course. I'm aware of your fondness for it. I've also fried some mini meatballs you like, but be careful not to get scalded again, or someone will worry over you.” Cecilia offered a shy

melancholy, evoking memories of the past.

the pleasant and challenging moments triggered a

of a remarkable reunion. Cecilia couldn't help having a myriad of thoughts race through

charge

setting up a small bathtub and a tiny bath towel in the yard for

completely bare, her face

adorable little girl in

skillfully poured water into the

her head to savor her wontons. Midway through

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

a

“I'm simply concerned that Zoey might be upset.” Mark

on some weight, you might regret it later” His

with an affectionate foolishness.

been extremely busy.” Mark affectionately ruffled her hair and remarked, “Well then, keep yourself

in my

feeling a

as a couple and the fact that they had two children together, she considered herself a guest in his home at that time and didn’t deem it appropriate

gaze held a profound

Olivia with us. What's

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