A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1931-1940
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 behind
Korbyn's jesting ceased.
motioned for Mark to take a
deeply, valuing her even more than his own reputation.
oppose your relationship, but I won't actively support it either. Whether you two make it in the long run
chase after you as she did seven years
a
Korbyn waved his hand.
his expression, but he had something important to
on since childhood. All her hardships trace back to you. As a father, I can't say much
at this moment. I just wish you could be there for her a
glistened with
barely
older and plagued by frail
Korbyn have? Mark sat in contemplative silence for an extended period, grappling with the very concerns that
weren't somewhat self-centered, how could he muster the courage? After a prolonged pause, Mark uttered in a raspy
just live a fulfilling life and raise the two children. I believe Edwin holds tremendous promise. He inherits his personality from
engaged in a brief discussion regarding some business
descent, Rena grasped Edwin's hand, while Cecilia cradled Olivia in
spotted Mark, she stretched out
and scooped up his daughter, a suitcase in
Cecilia and uttered, “You take
family of four departed, Rena stood on the porch, her emotions a
for a considerable while, and
an arm around her shoulder,
thought Mrs. Fowler isn't as delicate as that.”
aware of his feigned mental issues and
thought, could be
his actions, he claimed to be mentally unwell and even
he just slept inside the therapy’s office, since there was really nothing wrong with him! Rena cast a sidelong glance
against the wall, his fingers delicately brushing against her waist as he
if you also tampered with my phone?” Rena playfully kicked him and quipped, “Don’t get ahead
on earth would want to tamper with your phone? You think everyone's as perverted as you?”
face against her slender shoulder, a mischievous streak evident.
it in her to push him away. There was an undeniable helplessness in dealing with him, and it seemed
at Mark's villa half an hour
car didn’t come to a halt
had been eagerly anticipating Cecilia's visit
crossed paths 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
was taking unsteady
playfully
her little bottom, making her
resist the urge
Olivia knew no
her arms,
any jealousy.
a cold shoulder to
her grandson, Zoey’s gaze drifted toward Cecilia in the night breeze. Cecilia
Zoey's nose twitched.
hand, her voice choked
to have you back. It's truly
only to her but
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
composure, Zoey struggled to hold
step to the
held a profound and
own mother and playfully said, “I'm famished. Do you happen to have any home-made wontons? I
meatballs you like, but be careful not to get scalded
served to alleviate Cecilia's melancholy, evoking memories
pleasant and challenging moments triggered a mix of emotions
a night of a remarkable reunion. Cecilia couldn't help having a myriad of
took charge of the
and a tiny bath towel in the yard
reclined in the bathtub, completely bare, her face
adorable little
water
wontons. Midway through the
you'll feel overstuffed.” Then Mark settled down and
felt a flush
expressed, “I'm simply concerned that Zoey might be
weight, you might regret it later” His words were tender, making it challenging for
with
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 room tonight?” Mark
hesitated, feeling
herself a
held a
suggested, “I mean we'll Edwin and Olivia with us. What's on your mind?” Cecilia grew somewhat
mean? I haven't been thinking about anything.” Mark devoured the
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