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 through her hair, kissing her like

other as theirs in a

Cecilia stirred within the cocoon of

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

his kiss

resisted, but their shared laughter was cut short by the ringing of Mark's

It was Korbyn.

the call, Mark listened to

now; make your way here right this instance!” Mark

affection for Olivia was no

seemed he now sought to impart a lesson to both Mark

call, Mark exchanged a

dressed. We should head back.” Cecilia, looking slightly anxious,

fondness for

her unease, Mark kissed her

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

of their life

in

impossible,” she chided, though her tone lacked true

tinged with a hint of

Mark harbored a more significant intent. He was planning to propose the marriage to Cecilia's

and headed off to refresh

bed sheet a quick dust-off before

to the stains on the sheet, causing a hint of warmth

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

in the new sheet, the

a little girl, wordlessly wrapping her arms around

silent, her brow creased and eyes glistening with

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

the previous day, recalled the bitter medicine she'd taken and its

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

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

caressed her

she’s just a bit embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in, planting a reassuring kiss on

smell just fine,”

buried her face deeper into Mark's

inquired if Olivia's

girl, comforted and secure, obediently shook

up, Cecilia caught Mark's

forming that felt even more

them, with Olivia content in Mark's arms, and the couple's gaze lingering on each other, sharing unspoken

Mark's laughter filled the room, his amusement and affection for both

his head and

bathroom, sweetie.” With a hint of reluctance,

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

patted

find Edwin,”

in search of her

with the familiar sound of Edwin preparing milk

sheen of sweat on his back. He removed his shirt,

dressing table, carefully selecting her jewelry for

mirror. His rugged, shirtless figure adding

an ear stud,

many things already.” Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but smile at the innocence

her from behind, and gently rested his chin

slender,”

playfully

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

emerged, looking refreshed and

him a soft kiss on the chin, her voice tinged

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

later, the family’s black Land

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

with a worried

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 to help take care of them.” Mark,

ease the tension, Mark offered a cigarette to Korbyn, who responded with

worry, my dear; even if your father neglects you, Grandpa's here. I love you.” He then walked away with

alighted from

are you. Dad's heart belongs only to the kids.” Mark

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

thought, Mark barely registered Edwin's

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

hands with each other, the couple trailed

hand-holding, to which Cecilia didn’t respond, merely letting her delicate fingers rest in

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

bemused, “Dad, why give these to her when

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

turned icy at Mark's

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

was really giving every

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 you don't care about him, now that'll be a real noble statement.” Her eyes brimming with tears, Cecilia

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

the oversight regarding Olivia, Mark diligently pacified

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

year, Mark and Cecilia's relationship had blossomed so fully they didn’t want

pondered and then suggested, “How about December?” Angela's Library After a

Cecilia's reddened eyes, gently called her

child at heart. Your mother and I, your brother, and Rena always

understand.” Korbyn'’s affection for Cecilia was deep and unique. Recalling Mark's

sick nights comforted by his presence, his constant worries

marriage was