A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Cecilia took off her coat and glanced around, impressed by the grandeur.

Mark went to the kitchen to pour some milk for her.

She followed him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “Mark, what does this mean?”

She was worried about becoming his mistress.

Even if he wasn’t married, any woman he kept outside the public eye would be considered his mistress.

Ina soft voice, Mark replied, “Drink your milk.”

She shook her head stubbornly, insisting on an explanation.

Mark gently touched her hand and spoke with a hint of bitterness. “Cecilia, for now, I can’t offer you a legitimate marriage. I can’t even walk with you openly on the streets. We can’t keep meeting only in hotels. It’s too humiliating for you. I understand what you’re thinking, but I’ve never seen it that way… Here, you can consider this place as your home, and me as your husband. I’m all yours here.”

This was the best he could provide at the moment.

Aprivate sanctuary where he would do his best to spend time with her.

When Alexis’ condition stabilized, they could be together publicly.

Cecilia felt a bit embarrassed after hearing his explanation, her emotions shifting.

She felt a mix of shyness and happiness.

This was the home Mark had given her.

Knowing that the little girl had been coaxed, Mark said in a soft voice, “I also put two rabbit dolls in the bedroom. Peter asked someone to line up to buy them for you. Go see if you like them.”

She still held him said softly, “I like you more.”

Mark pulled her to face him, enveloping her in his arms, and kissed her tenderly. After their sweet moment, she mentioned that she was feeling hungry. He playfully patted her on the butt and teased, “You eat like a horse, but you never seem to gain weight.”

In truth, she had a lovely figure, with a slender waist and ample curves.

Mark admired and appreciated it very much.

She wondered why Peter wasn’t around, and Mark replied with a mischievous smile, “Do you want him to be here all the time? Are you suggesting he should be watching us while we make love?”

Cecilia was about to cry with anger.

Mark’s teasing ways sometimes got under her skin, and she felt he only did it because he was a little older than her.

Later on, Mark took Cecilia to the counter and sat her down to watch him cook for her.

Despite not being skilled in housework, he felt elated to spend this time with Cecilia. Doing this simple task together brought him immense joy, far more than his usual activities at the club with friends or listening to Flora sing.

He recalled the time Cecilia had asked him why he hadn’t married yet.

Mark realized it wasn’t because of his busy schedule or his social status.

The truth was, he hadn’t met the right person until he found Cecilia.

Previously, he had imagined his future wife to be a capable and polished woman. But when he found his true love, she was nothing like his initial expectations. She couldn’t do much in terms of life skills, but it didn’t matter to him.

He adored her for who she was. The woman who called him “Uncle Mark” and could be both clingy and coy, yet ignore him when she was upset.

For him, it made perfect sense to love a woman like her.

Mark cherished Cecilia deeply. He treated her not just as his wife but also as a precious innocent little girl. Despite occasionally taking advantage of her in playful banter, he always gave in to her wishes and desires.

After their late-night snack, Cecilia noticed that Mark was quite tired, so she insisted on washing the dishes herself.

However, Mark didn’t want her to get wet and quickly took over the task.

He was significantly older than Cecilia, and he felt the need to compensate for her in other ways. Mark doted on her immensely, believing that when she was with him, she should experience a better life than she had at the Fowler’s house. If not, he considered himself an inadequate husband.

As the night passed, Cecilia now saw this place as her true home.

But not going back for the night meant she had to explain things to her family. Luckily,

Shelly came to her rescue, helping her sort things out.

In the middle of the night, Cecilia finished her phone call with her friend and returned to her bedroom.

Mark had already taken a shower and was now in a bathrobe as he lay against the headboard, seemingly asleep.

Seeing the tiredness on his face, Cecilia felt a pang of guilt. She decided to lie down beside him quietly, but he woke up as she lay down and gently pulled her into his arms.

He softly touched her waist and inquired, “You finished the phone call?”

Cecilia confirmed it, and he held her closer, their faces now inches apart.

Their rapid breaths and closeness seemed to stir their emotions.

He huskily whispered, “Shall we… do it?”

With those words, Mark opened the bedside drawer and placed a small box beside the pillow.

Without delay, he pressed her against the pillow and kissed her passionately.

Although Cecilia was not opposed to the idea, she worried about his fatigue. She didn’t want him to waste any more energy pleasing her, so she wrapped her arms around his waist and lied, “I’m on my period right now.”

Mark was momentarily taken aback. but then playfully rubbed his nose against hers and chuckled.

He realized she wasn’t serious about it. There wasn’t any smell of blood at all.

Cecilia, feeling a bit embarrassed, held onto his hair and whispered, “Let’s just cuddle and talk. We don’t have to do it.”

Mark didn’t force her.

Mark didn’t insist and pulled her close to him when they settled in bed, pretending to complain, “Don’t pull my hair anymore. I won’t look good if I go bald.”

He playfully expressed his concern for his age.

With a smile, Cecilia held him tightly and softly asked, “How long can you stay?”

Mark gently caressed her head and replied, “I have to leave tomorrow afternoon.

Ihave a full day of meetings ahead.”

night together, he cherished

his efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating all his spare time

she snuggled her

Uncle Mark.

was already doing so well in being

dawn, Mark woke her up and they made

a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to just heat the

sat at the edge of the bed, looking at

with you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You can spend the day here

Cecilia nodded and replied

her softly

but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for

was in a bit of a mood, and I just coaxed her. There’s nothing to be thrilled

smile lingered on his

genuinely felt happy for Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How could

fact, Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s

Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many people couldn’t afford properties in

arranged a job for the driver’s

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and protectiveness

on those around him staying discreet

awake, casting a warm glow

eyes open, and there it

the rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled

she got up and

washed and cut into bite-size, a testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures

to reciprocate his kindness, Cecilia had the

proved to be less than perfect and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the food in the frying pan. Defeated, she decided to opt for

in the day, as the clock struck four, Mark returned

for dinner, he playfully teased her about ordering take-out instead

then showed him her nicked finger and

heart softened as he scolded her gently and he carefully bandaged her wound before joining her

quietly smoked. The way he carried himself was akin to an

had turned down an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal,

were desperate to take on the

it was successful over four years,

recommended a junior for the position, unswayed by the

for his priorities had shifted—he now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a

up close to

of smoke from Mark’s extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you grace us with your cooking next

his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her heartfelt desire to

her earnestness, a faint yet affectionate

of melancholy danced in the depths of his eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about their shared dreams and aspirations, especially when it came to building a beautiful future as

Seeking solace, she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying with the buttons of his shirt. In a soft, almost timid whisper, she revealed a recent development, “A few days

Cecilia extended a few fingers, proudly stating, “It’s

and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone gets such

with joy,

marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate for her

discreetly before inquiring

the young girl hesitated, “How about I

wasn’t an issue for her, she simply yearned for Mark’s

take care of

her, “Yes, I will always take

so, they lived as a couple in the lap of luxury within their beautiful

He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night, she found comfort in wearing

were necessary, his assistant Peter would handle them. Mark seldom attended such events,

these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say it was not

gave her freedom in dealing with

to witness the mesmerizing aurora,

busier and they hadn’t seen each

talking to him on the phone, playfully coquetting like a little

sound reached Mark’s ears—the

couldn’t help but

voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll

find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall, comforted by their weeping

left

pointing

ran downstairs, her

revealed the photo to

brown hair and flawless skin made her utterly adorable like

mouth in awe, whispering, “She looks

cry, touched by the fact

mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d

yet

Let us look forward to the future with optimism. I’m sure Waylen, with his

her disapproval, “Dad, are you

words elicited a

laughter, a tinge of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital was still absent from the

midnight when Cecilia finally returned

a call from him. The night

She responded him.

each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought

to hide their love in

close and drifted off

a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that he would arrive

the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him.

of her brother’s presence at home, knowing

in his gentle request for her to

each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying

was a cold

with emotion, Cecilia rushed into his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her close, his head lowering to kiss her

barrier to his irrational yearnings in this

kiss, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do

response was a resounding

entrance with a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll pick you

bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s hand as they

hand while stealing more kisses.

love, they took their time to intimately connect, savoring every

passionate intimacy she had never encountered before. Wrapped in his strong arms, her eyes sparkled