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 threading

the other

within

testament to the night's intensity, yet her heart brimmed with contentment. She snuggled

awoke and affectionately pulled her closer, his kiss was a

shared laughter was cut short by the ringing

It was Korbyn.

Mark listened to Korbyn's

what you're doing right now; make your way here right this

affection for Olivia was no

impart a lesson to

Mark exchanged a knowing look with

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

his fondness for

unease, Mark kissed her

of humor and scorn, “Look at you! Once so formidable, now you're almost meek before

'm deeply in love with his daughter.” The reality of their life together, marked by the birth

in

though her tone lacked true

with a

all likelihood, your father probably just wants to see the kids 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 gesture that signified his deep commitment and

and headed off to refresh

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

was drawn to the stains on the sheet, causing

old sheet

finished tucking in the new sheet, the bedroom door

a little girl, wordlessly wrapping her arms around Mark's

find Olivia leaning against him, silent, her brow creased and eyes

tug at his heart, Mark gently scooped her up in one arm and sat on the bed’s edge,

previous day,

smelly baby, Olivia stayed nestled in his arms, beyond soothing.

baby?” Olivia snuggled closer into Mark's embrace, her head tilted back to gaze up

her hair, smiling

embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in, planting

smell just

Mark's arms, comforted by her

voice, inquired if Olivia's

and secure,

Cecilia caught Mark's

looked into each other's eyes, a connection forming that felt even more profound

in Mark's arms, and the couple's gaze lingering on each

She frowned and mumbled softly, “I need to poop again.” Mark's laughter filled the room, his amusement and affection for both mother and

his head and kissed

bathroom, sweetie.” With a

helping her and getting her cleaned up, Mark dressed her in a light wool dress, complementing it with

playfully patted

go; find Edwin,”

off in search of

the familiar sound of Edwin preparing

his parental duties, Mark felt a light sheen of sweat on his back. He removed his shirt, ready for a

having already changed, was seated at her dressing table,

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

securing an ear stud, mused with a

just a little one, but so aware of so many things already.” Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but smile at

his arms around her from behind, and gently rested his

so slender,”

playfully nudged

peck on her cheek, his voice light, “Of course, anything you say, my

minutes later, he emerged, looking refreshed

a soft kiss on the chin, her voice

gives you a hard time later, just bear with it. He's really fond of Olivia." Mark responded with a tender touch to

later, the family’s black Land Rover pulled up at the

with a somber expression, swiftly opened the car door and gently lifted Olivia into his arms, checking her over with

a worried look, carefully

you're longing for romance on your birthday, go book a hotel, or even travel abroad.

of humility, 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,

appropriateness. Don’t worry, my dear; even if your father neglects you, Grandpa's here. I love you.” He then walked

by Edwin, alighted

so are you. Dad's heart belongs

meant acceptance into the

Mark barely registered

Grandpa seems to not really like you.” Before Mark could reply,

other, the couple trailed

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

cradled Olivia, showcasing a large jewelry box filled

to

just playing. Unlike you, who allowed her to eat a 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 even bigger ring when I marry

2117 Korbyn's gaze turned icy

Cecilia, she said, “Your dowry’s

giving every penny he

unshed tears, Cecilia softly confided, “These material things don't matter to me.” Korbyn, with a snort, retorted, “To claim indifference towards Mark's money is one thing, but saying

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 can't bear the thought of her suffering since she's always been so cherished.” Mark, attentive and understanding, gently wiped

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

Korbyn's demeanor softened, and he cleared his throat and

you plan to marry?” Though initially considering next year, Mark and Cecilia's relationship had blossomed so fully

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

Cecilia's reddened eyes, gently

counseled, “You're still such a child at heart. Your mother and I, your brother, and Rena always indulged you. Now

understand.” Korbyn'’s affection for Cecilia was deep and unique. Recalling Mark's affection for Olivia stirred memories of his own devotion

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

was a