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.

Mark responded with a gentle intensity, his fingers threading

of love and passion continued, each marking the other as theirs in a profound trance of affection

dawn, Cecilia stirred within

ache resonated in her body, a testament to the night's intensity, yet her heart brimmed with contentment.

pulled her closer, his kiss was a promise of a

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

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 Korbyn, somehow aware of the previous night's events, was

for Olivia

to impart a lesson

exchanged a knowing look with

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

for Olivia now

Mark kissed

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

of their life together, marked by the birth of their two children, loomed large in his

showed in a flushed

impossible,” she chided, though

with a hint

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

2114 Cecilia rose and headed off to

Mark stood up too, giving the bed sheet a quick dust-off before getting ready

attention was drawn to the stains on the sheet, causing a hint of

old sheet

in the new sheet,

a little girl, wordlessly wrapping her arms

gazed down to find Olivia leaning against him, silent, her brow creased and eyes glistening with

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

day, recalled the bitter medicine she'd

like a smelly baby, Olivia stayed nestled in his

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

caressed her hair,

embarrassed.” Cecilia leaned in, planting

smell just fine,”

deeper into Mark's arms,

inquired

secure, obediently shook her

up, Cecilia

each other's eyes, a connection forming that felt even

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

“I need to poop again.” Mark's laughter filled the room, his amusement and affection for both mother and daughter evident in his joyful

his head and kissed

a hint of reluctance, Olivia finally forgave

her cleaned up, Mark dressed her in a light wool

playfully patted

you go; find Edwin,”

off in search

the kitchen filled with the familiar sound of Edwin preparing

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

seated at her dressing table, carefully selecting her jewelry

His rugged, shirtless figure adding a stark contrast to the

ear stud,

a little one, but so aware of so many things already.” Hearing this,

his arms around her from behind, and gently

slender,” he

playfully

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

looking

gave him a soft kiss on

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

later, the family’s black Land Rover pulled up

and gently

with a worried

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

With a note 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

“No sense of appropriateness. Don’t worry, my dear; even if your father neglects you, Grandpa's here. I love you.” He then walked away with

followed by Edwin, alighted from the

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

that Korbyn's invitation meant acceptance into the

in thought, Mark barely registered Edwin's

really like you.” Before Mark could reply, Edwin

other,

to which Cecilia didn’t respond, merely letting her delicate fingers rest in his dry

a large jewelry box filled with enormous, colorful diamonds,

questioned, slightly bemused, “Dad, why give these 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

gaze turned icy

dowry’s right there. And Zoey brought those over earlier today.” Among the

was really giving every penny he owned to

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

sharp glare 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

Korbyn for the oversight regarding Olivia, Mark diligently

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

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

pondered and then suggested, “How about December?” Angela's Library After a careful discussion, Korbyn and Juliette set the date for

plans, Korbyn, noticing Cecilia's reddened

and I, your brother, and Rena always indulged you. Now you're getting married. Remember, after marriage, mutual understanding is the

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

his presence, his constant worries about

was a