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.

closed

Korbyn's jesting ceased.

Mark to

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

Whether you two make it in the long run

chase after you as she did

Mark felt a

Korbyn waved

tinge of sorrow in his expression, but he had

back to you. As a father, I can't say much because she

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

glistened with

beloved daughter was barely in her early

plagued by frail health, weighed heavily

silence for an extended period, grappling with the very concerns that had been voiced by

uttered in a raspy voice, “Please, don't worry.” Korbyn wiped away his tears discreetly and spun around

fulfilling life and raise the two children. I believe Edwin holds tremendous promise. He

two of them engaged in a brief discussion

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

Olivia spotted Mark, she stretched out

and scooped up his daughter, a suitcase in his other

uttered, “You take the wheel.” Cecilia nodded in

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

Rena's unspoken longing for a

wrapped an arm around her shoulder, both of them

you feeling emotional? I thought Mrs. Fowler isn't as delicate as that.” Rena shot Waylen a quick

had been aware of his feigned mental issues and hadn't talked to him for

she thought, could be quite insufferable at

had tampered with her phone. Once she discovered his actions, he claimed to be mentally unwell and even proposed therapy

the therapy’s office, since there was really nothing wrong with him! Rena cast a sidelong glance at him, remarking, “I haven't forgiven you, you know.”

delicately brushing against her waist as

soothe your anger? What if you also tampered with my phone?” Rena playfully kicked him and quipped,

with your phone? You think everyone's as perverted as

her slender shoulder, a mischievous streak evident.

in her to push him away. There was an undeniable helplessness in dealing with him, and

arrived at Mark's villa

car didn’t come to a halt until it

anticipating Cecilia's visit

to the family of four arriving together in such an orderly fashion. Moreover, Olivia, being so young, hadn't

was taking

playfully lifted her

half of her

the urge to playfully nibble

affection for Olivia

her arms,

didn’t harbor any jealousy. He patiently waited for

a

toward Cecilia in the night breeze. Cecilia remained elegant

Zoey's nose twitched.

hand, her

have you back. It's truly wonderful”

only to her

the loss of her beloved daughter in her early years, and 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 vulnerable, but rather her apprehension of not finding peace in

attempts to maintain composure, Zoey struggled

the

a profound and mournful

playfully said, “I'm famished. Do you happen to have any home-made wontons? I want chopped

like, but be careful

alleviate Cecilia's melancholy, evoking memories of

pleasant and challenging moments triggered

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

took charge of

a tiny bath towel

bathtub, completely bare, her face brimming with

the adorable little girl in

water into

her wontons. Midway through the meal, Mark

had quite the dinner. If you eat so much now, you'll feel overstuffed.” Then Mark

a flush

concerned that Zoey

might regret it later” His words were tender, making it challenging

gazed at Mark with

softly replied, “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 lips,

to sleep 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

held

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

been thinking about