A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1181-1190
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,
felt a tinge of disappointment, Cecilia understood and appreciated his efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating
snuggled her face against his neck, feeling safe and
Uncle Mark.
doing so well in being a
woke her up and they made love twice, leaving her
He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her
he sat at the edge of the bed, looking at Cecilia, who was still
have dinner with you tonight
nodded and replied
her softly before
help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl,
played it off casually. “She was in a bit of a mood, and I just coaxed her. There’s nothing to be thrilled
lingered on
who finally finding a girl he like. How
was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly wishing he
It was a precious gift, as many
arranged a job for
gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and
those around him staying discreet and trustworthy. He
rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow
her eyes open, and there it was-the house that Mark
given her close to her chest and playfully rolled around
sky, she got up and found the breakfast Mark had prepared for
testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures that came from his elevated position in life, gestures any woman would
Cecilia had the
less than perfect and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the food in the frying pan. Defeated, she decided
in the day, as the clock
playfully teased her about ordering take-out instead cooking something
then showed him her nicked finger
gently and he carefully
exuding an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way
meeting earlier that day, where he had turned down an opportunity related to the development of a
people were desperate to
over four years, his future would be
offer, he recommended a junior for the position, unswayed
regrets, for his priorities had shifted—he now yearned
snuggled up close to
the last wisp of smoke from Mark’s extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her.
grace, she bent down, seeking refuge in his loving arms, and in a
faint yet affectionate smile graced
a hint 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
in Mark’s company, Cecilia couldn’t help but feel a pang of shame over her lack of a job. 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 ago, a
extended a few fingers, proudly
pinching her cheek affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so
with joy, Cecilia’s
be appropriate for
praised her discreetly
young girl hesitated, “How about
her,
you take care of
forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I will
couple in the lap of luxury within their beautiful
intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and
private calls but he declined any social engagements with friends like Charlie. If any were necessary, his assistant Peter would handle them. Mark seldom attended such events,
about these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say
her freedom in dealing with her own friends, trusting her
to witness the mesmerizing aurora, making
end approached, Mark’s schedule became busier and they hadn’t seen each other
the distance, Cecilia laid on her bed, talking to him on
reached
help but
replied, “I’ll
hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing in the
scene left Cecilia
amidst her tears, called out to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come
ran downstairs, her heart
revealed the photo
and
the image, Cecilia covered her mouth
to cry, touched by the fact that her granddaughter was safe and sound and
her mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d be destined for hardship. No man would
cast a gentle yet reproachful glance at her
console her. “Look, our granddaughter is perfectly fine. You don’t need to cry every day. Let us look forward to the future with optimism. I’m sure Waylen,
disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my brother
words elicited a
of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital was still
well past midnight when Cecilia
and, after a while, she received a call from him. The
She responded him.
words were unnecessary. Their feelings for each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought them renewed hope for
needed to hide their
held her phone close and drifted off to
morning brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that he would arrive at
both elated and worried for him. In a soft tone, she insisted, “I’ll drive there myself. Don’t
of her brother’s presence
agreed, his concern evident in his gentle request for her to drive
encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying bags of groceries
was a
him against the car. Mark held her close, his
not a barrier to his irrational yearnings
he asked in a
was a
entrance with a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll pick you up
touch of bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s hand as they ascended the
the house, Mark couldn’t contain his desire, immediately removing her coat and tenderly caressing her body with one hand while stealing more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something rare for them,
love, they took
and passionate intimacy she had never encountered before. Wrapped in his strong arms,
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