A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2111 Olivia was clearly aware of the unpleasant odor accompanying her task.

The basin was soon half-filled with the unpleasant result of her actions.

Mark, Cecilia, and Edwin watched, their expressions intense with anticipation.

Once done, a bashful Olivia sought refuge in her father’s arms.

Mark, breaking his usual fastidious habits, donned gloves and, with a metal fork, began his unenviable task of searching through the contents of the basin.

His efforts were rewarded about ten minutes later when he unearthed the pink diamond ring, which he thoroughly washed under a faucet.

Angela's Library Despite the cleanliness, a lingering odor seemed to stick.

After cleaning up, Mark removed his gloves, yearning for a cigarette as a form of relief.

As the smoke curled upwards, his eyes moistened upon gazing at the diamond.

Cecilia, entering the room and immediately recoiling from the smell, saw the clean ring in Mark's hand.

“I found it,” he said softly.

Cecilia approached, delicately picking up the ring.

“It's beautiful,” she admired.

Mark said in a hoarse voice, “I'll buy you a better one.” Without saying anything and just cleansing the ring further with hand sanitizer, Cecilia then slipped it onto her ring finger.

Despite the day's chaos, she felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, a testament to Mark's love and dedication.

Mark, unable to bear the lingering smell, suggested, “Let's go home.

This is too much.” He extinguished his cigarette as Cecilia glanced down at her ruined couture dress, yet feeling an unexpected contentment.

“Mark, despite everything, today is really special and I am really happy,” she murmured.

Mark responded with a tender kiss, “I'm glad you're happy, but we should head home. The kids need a shower. You need one too.” Mark then made mental notes to also washed his car to help him completely forget about this embarrassing night.

Cecilia's laughter rang through the room as she playfully wrapped her arms around Mark's waist.

“I don't want a shower,” she protested, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

Chapter 2112 “This dress is too beautiful; I can’t bear to take it off." Mark responded with a tender, teasing smile, gently pinching her nose.

“Mrs. Evans, you'd look stunning in anything, or nothing at all,” he whispered with an affectionate chuckle.

By the time they all arrived back at the apartment, the clock had struck 11 p.m.

They found the dinner they'd left behind cold and uninviting.

Thinking on his feet, Mark contacted the servants at their villa, requesting a fresh, warm meal be prepared and delivered to their current abode. In the meantime, he saw to it that both children were bathed, their laughter and playful splashes echoing in the bathroom.

After ensuring the kids were clean and comfortable, he indulged in a long, relaxing bath himself.

Cecilia, meanwhile, slipped out of her elegant haute couture dress, folding it carefully. She decided to have it professionally cleaned and laundered, preserving its beauty and the memories of the day. In its place, she chose a long, flowing dress, its simplicity and comfort perfect for unwinding after the eventful day.

Cecilia was determined to preserve the dress.

Sitting at the dinner table, she was greeted by the aroma of steaming hot food.

Central to the spread was a bowl of noodles, painstakingly prepared by Zoey.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY Aware of Cecilia's aversion to scallions, Mark patiently removed them from her portion, exhibiting remarkable patience. As the clock chimed twelve, breaking the stillness of midnight, he leaned in, whispering, “Happy birthday, Cecilia” Cecilia savored the noodles in modest, thoughtful bites.

Mark watched over her with a soft, affectionate gaze, as he served the rest of the noodles to the eagerly awaiting children.

Olivia delighted in the flavorsome meal. Once finished, she was gently ushered to the children’s room by her brother, Edwin, who solemnly vowed to watch over her until she reached the age of eight.

“At eight years old, you'll need to start sleeping on your own,” he informed her with a mix of earnestness and maturity before escorting her away.

Mark, watching this tender sibling moment, couldn't help but smile wistfully.

“This guy. He's growing up too quickly,” he mused aloud.

Later, after attending to a brief task in his study, Mark returned to find Cecilia emerging from the children’s room. He inquired softly, “Are they asleep?” With a gentle nod, Cecilia closed the door behind her.

In the hall, only a single wall lamp remained lit, casting a dim, warm glow that suffused the space with a cozy, slightly dreamlike ambiance.

Mark approached, his steps measured and calm.

Cecilia lifted her gaze to meet his. With a gentle grasp, he tenderly held her hand and bestowed upon her a kiss filled with affection.

The kiss, tender and full of shared history, was both anticipated and a relief. Suddenly, she found herself gently pressed against the wall, lost in the moment. His hand tenderly caressed her waist, his whisper softly telling her how much he wanted her.

Chapter 2113 A blush tinged Cecilia's cheeks.

Her lips parted slightly, hesitantly murmuring, “Not here, please.” Mark, with a soft touch, brushed her lips with his own.

He gazed into her eyes, asking in a hushed tone, “Where would you prefer?” Overwhelmed by his directness, Cecilia wrapped her arms around his neck, playfully suggesting, “Let's move to the bedroom.” Lifting her in his arms, Mark continued to kiss her, walking towards their bedroom.

The tension and worries of the night had dissipated, giving way to a night filled with romance and connection.

The bedroom door swung open and then shut behind them.

Cecilia found herself gently laid upon the soft bed.

The night evolved into a tender, loving exploration of each other.

Mark reveled in the warmth and closeness, dedicating himself to cherishing and making her feel joyous and loved.

“Mark,” she whispered, her quivering voice laced with emotion, as the intensity of their connection peaked.

In the aftermath, she rested her head on his shoulder, tears of deep emotion glistening in her eyes.

uttered, “I love you.” Mark responded with a gentle intensity, his fingers

marking the other as theirs

stirred within the cocoon of Mark's

in her body, a testament to the night's intensity, yet her heart brimmed with contentment. She snuggled closer within his embrace, inhaling

and affectionately pulled her closer, his kiss

shared laughter was

It was Korbyn.

Mark listened

to come back immediately. I don't care what you're doing right now; make your way here right this instance!” Mark couldn't help but sense that

for Olivia

to impart a lesson to both Mark

Mark exchanged a knowing look

urgency, “Get dressed. We should head back.” Cecilia, looking slightly anxious, recalled

his fondness for

her unease, Mark kissed

need reprimanding, I'll be right beside you.” Cecilia couldn't help but retort with a mix of humor and scorn,

in love with his daughter.” The reality of their life together, marked by the birth of their two children, loomed large in his

frustration showed in a flushed

chided, though her tone lacked true

smile was tinged with a

and uses this as an excuse to make us come over.” Underneath it all, Mark harbored a more significant intent. He was planning to propose the marriage to Cecilia's parents, a

rose and headed off to

a

sheet, causing a hint of warmth

changing, he whisked the old sheet away and fetched a clean one from the

he finished tucking in the

little girl, wordlessly wrapping her arms around Mark's

Olivia leaning against him, silent, her

scooped her up in one arm and sat on the

still haunted by the memory of the previous day, recalled the bitter medicine she'd taken and

not like a smelly baby, Olivia stayed nestled in his arms, beyond soothing. freshened up, Cecilia approached with

Olivia snuggled closer into Mark's embrace, her head tilted back to

her

bit embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in, planting

just fine,” she

her face deeper into Mark's arms,

gentle voice, inquired

Little girl, comforted and secure, obediently shook

up, Cecilia

connection forming that felt even

arms, and the couple's gaze lingering on each

softly, “I need to poop again.” Mark's laughter filled the room, his amusement

his head

the bathroom, sweetie.” With a hint of

her in a light wool dress, complementing it with thick stockings

playfully patted

you go; find Edwin,” he

in search of

filled with the familiar sound of Edwin

sheen of sweat on his back. He removed

changed, was seated at her dressing table, carefully selecting

caught Mark's reflection in the mirror. His rugged, shirtless figure adding a stark contrast to

an ear stud, mused with a

Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but smile at the innocence in

her from behind, and gently

so slender,” he murmured

Cecilia playfully nudged

responded with a peck on her cheek, his

he emerged, looking refreshed and

his reappearance, gave him a soft kiss on the

with it. He's really fond of Olivia." Mark responded with a tender touch to her

An hour later, the family’s black Land Rover pulled up

with a somber expression, swiftly opened the car door and gently lifted Olivia

with a worried look, carefully

as he lectured, “You're both too focused on yourselves, neglecting the child. If you're longing for romance on your birthday, go book a hotel, or even travel abroad. Just don't ignore your responsibilities as parents though. If you want some time alone, we're more than happy

he acknowledged, “You're completely right, I've been careless.” Attempting to ease the tension, Mark offered a cigarette to Korbyn, who responded with a glare, holding Olivia, “How can I smoke while

dear; even if

Edwin, alighted from

heart belongs only to the

that Korbyn's invitation meant acceptance into

in thought, Mark

really like you.” Before Mark could reply, Edwin darted

hands with each other,

playfully about their hand-holding, to which Cecilia didn’t

cradled Olivia, showcasing a large jewelry box

slightly bemused, “Dad, why give these to her when she’s still

diamond ring. Thankfully it was small, or it could have harmed her delicate system. She's more fragile than most.” Mark suppressed a chuckle, playfully remarking, “I'll get Cecilia an

gaze turned

pile of gifts. Addressing Cecilia, she said, “Your dowry’s right there. And Zoey brought those over earlier today.” Among the presents were

was really giving every penny he

Korbyn, with a snort, retorted, “To claim indifference towards Mark's money is one thing, but saying you don't care about him, now that'll be a real noble statement.” Her eyes brimming with tears, Cecilia whispered

at Korbyn, interjected, “What's with this attitude? They're young and in love. You seemed quite happy with them together. Why the sudden change of heart?” Korbyn’s scowl deepened as he recounted, “I was unaware of their neglect towards Olivia. The ordeal with the 12-carat diamond ring must have been distressing. I

profusely to Korbyn for the oversight regarding Olivia, Mark diligently pacified him.

softened, and he cleared his throat and broached the subject of

considering next year, Mark and Cecilia's relationship had blossomed so

about December?” Angela's Library After a careful discussion, Korbyn and

plans, Korbyn, noticing Cecilia's reddened

and I, your brother, and Rena always indulged you. Now you're getting married.

was deep and unique. Recalling Mark's affection for Olivia stirred memories of his own devotion to

nights comforted by his presence, his constant worries about her

was