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.

love you.” Mark responded with a gentle intensity, his fingers threading through her hair, kissing

love and passion continued, each marking the other

within the cocoon of Mark's

heart brimmed with

and affectionately pulled her closer, his kiss was a

shared laughter was cut short by

It was Korbyn.

the call, Mark listened

doing right now; make your way here right this instance!” Mark couldn't help but sense that

Olivia was no

to impart a lesson to both Mark

ending the call, Mark exchanged a knowing look

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

for Olivia now took

her unease, Mark kissed

'm with you. Should your father decide we need reprimanding, I'll be right beside you.” Cecilia couldn't help but retort with a mix of humor

reality of their life together, marked by the birth of their two children, loomed

in a

she chided, though her tone lacked

was tinged with a hint of

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

rose and headed off

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

sheet, causing a hint of warmth to color

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

he finished tucking in the

wordlessly wrapping her

leaning against him, silent, her brow creased and

up in

memory of the previous day, recalled the bitter medicine

nestled in his arms, beyond

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

caressed her hair, smiling

bit embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in, planting a reassuring kiss on

smell just

her face deeper into Mark's arms, comforted by

inquired if Olivia's tummy

Little girl, comforted and secure,

up, Cecilia caught Mark's

that felt even

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

poop again.” Mark's laughter filled the room,

lowered his head and

to the bathroom, sweetie.” With a hint

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

patted her

you go; find

off in search of

kitchen filled with the familiar sound of Edwin preparing

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

seated at her dressing table, carefully selecting her jewelry for

mirror. His rugged, shirtless figure adding a stark

an ear stud, mused with

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

around her from behind, and gently

so slender,” he

playfully

shirtless.” Mark responded with a peck on her cheek, his voice

looking refreshed

noticing his reappearance, gave him a soft kiss on the chin, her voice

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

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

and gently lifted Olivia into his arms, checking

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

a cigarette to

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

Edwin, alighted from the

so are you. Dad's heart belongs only

meant acceptance into the family,

thought, Mark barely registered Edwin's

you.” Before Mark could reply, Edwin

other, the couple

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

cradled Olivia, showcasing a large jewelry box filled with

slightly bemused, “Dad, why give these to

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

turned icy

gifts. Addressing Cecilia, she said, “Your dowry’s right there. And

really giving every penny he

claim indifference towards Mark's money is one thing, but saying you don't care about

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

Korbyn for the oversight regarding Olivia, Mark

his throat and broached the subject of

year, Mark and Cecilia's

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

noticing Cecilia's reddened eyes, gently called her to

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

constant worries about her boyfriends in her teenage

marriage was a poignant