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.

heavily, she uttered, “I love you.” Mark responded with a gentle intensity, his fingers threading through her hair, kissing her

marking the other

within the

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

pulled her closer, his kiss was a promise of a new

was

It was Korbyn.

call, Mark listened to Korbyn's

make your way here right this instance!” Mark couldn't help but

affection for Olivia

sought to impart a lesson to both Mark and

call, Mark exchanged a knowing

sense of urgency, “Get dressed. We should head back.” Cecilia, looking slightly anxious, recalled how her father’s affections had always been generously

fondness for Olivia now

her unease, Mark

humor and scorn, “Look at you! Once so formidable, now you're almost meek before my father.” Mark responded while softly caressing her waist, “I have my

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

showed in a flushed

though her

smile was tinged with a

to make us come over.” Underneath it all, Mark harbored a more significant intent. He was planning to propose the marriage to

Cecilia rose and headed off to refresh

bed sheet a quick dust-off before getting ready to make the

causing a hint of warmth to color

changing, he whisked the old sheet away

he finished tucking in the new sheet, the bedroom door swung

wordlessly wrapping her arms around Mark's

Olivia leaning against him, silent, her brow

gently scooped her up in one arm and sat on the bed’s edge, trying to soothe

by the memory of the previous day, recalled the bitter medicine

might not like a smelly baby, Olivia stayed nestled in his

head tilted back to gaze up at

her

she’s just a bit embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in,

smell just fine,” she

into Mark's

with a gentle voice, inquired if Olivia's

and secure,

up, Cecilia caught

eyes, a connection forming that felt even more profound than their

Olivia content in Mark's arms, and the

Mark's laughter filled the room,

Mark lowered his

sweetie.” With a hint

her cleaned up, Mark dressed her in a light wool dress, complementing it with thick stockings and

playfully patted her

find Edwin,” he

in search of

the kitchen filled with the familiar sound of Edwin preparing milk for his

light sheen of sweat on his back. He removed his shirt, ready for a

her dressing table, carefully selecting her

the mirror. His rugged, shirtless figure adding a stark contrast to

an ear stud,

many things already.” Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but

from

slender,” he

playfully nudged

peck on her cheek, his voice light, “Of course, anything you say, my love.” Releasing her, he made his

minutes later, he emerged, looking refreshed and

reappearance, gave him a soft kiss on the chin, her voice tinged with

hard time later, just bear with it. He's really fond

black Land Rover pulled up at the Fowlers’

swiftly opened the car door and gently

with a worried look,

that she was unharmed, his expression hardened 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

humility, he acknowledged, “You're completely right, I've been careless.” Attempting to ease the tension, Mark offered a cigarette to Korbyn,

my dear; even if your father neglects you, Grandpa's here. I love you.”

by Edwin, alighted from

guess I'm sidelined now, and so are you. Dad's heart belongs only to

Korbyn's invitation meant acceptance into the family, despite any

in thought, Mark

to not really like you.” Before Mark

other, the couple

slight discomfort, Mark quipped playfully about their hand-holding, to which Cecilia didn’t respond, merely letting her

Olivia, showcasing a large jewelry box filled with enormous, colorful diamonds, which Olivia

questioned, slightly bemused, “Dad, why give these to her when she’s still so young?” Korbyn's expression

harmed her delicate system. She's more fragile than most.” Mark suppressed

turned icy at

tension, diverted the conversation towards a pile of gifts. Addressing Cecilia, she said, “Your dowry’s right there. And Zoey

giving every penny he owned

Mark's money

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

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

cleared his throat

next year, Mark and

a careful discussion,

Korbyn, noticing Cecilia's reddened eyes, gently called her to

mother and I, your brother, and Rena always indulged you.

unique. Recalling Mark's affection for Olivia

nights comforted by his presence, his constant worries about her boyfriends in her teenage

was