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.”

together, he cherished every moment they

showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating all

snuggled her face against

Uncle Mark.

fact, he was already doing so well in being

Mark woke her up and they made love twice, leaving her feeling sleepy and

of energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her

he sat at the edge of the bed, looking at Cecilia,

with you tonight before

and replied

her

help but tease Mark,

off casually. “She was in a bit of a mood, and I just

smile lingered

finding a girl he like. How could Peter not share

a bit envious of Mark’s

Mark generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many

a job

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and

him staying discreet and trustworthy. He valued her safety above

noon rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting

it was-the house

doll he had given her close to her chest and

ascended higher in the sky, she got up and found the

Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful

had the intention of

culinary skills 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

day, as the clock struck four, Mark

playfully teased her about ordering take-out

finger and

he scolded her gently and he carefully bandaged her wound

an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way he carried himself was akin to an exquisite painting, an

where he had turned down an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could

people were desperate to take

years, his future would

the tempting offer, he recommended a junior for the position, unswayed by the allure of wealth

his priorities had shifted—he now yearned for

up

last wisp of smoke from Mark’s extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her.

in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed

a faint yet affectionate smile graced Mark’s

melancholy danced in the depths of his eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about their

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

extended a few fingers,

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

joy, Cecilia’s

Mark had his reservations. Considering their impending marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to be in

discreetly

girl hesitated, “How about

wasn’t an issue for her, she simply yearned

care of me?” she

“Yes, I will always take care of

they lived as a couple in the lap of luxury

and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night, she found comfort

but he declined any social engagements with friends like Charlie. If any were necessary, his assistant

inquired about these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say it was not appropriate for a young

her freedom in dealing with

skiing and to witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest

the year end approached, Mark’s schedule became busier and they hadn’t seen each other for several

on her bed, talking to him on

background, a faint sound reached Mark’s

Mark couldn’t help but inquire,

her mother’s voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll

ending the call, Cecilia hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall, comforted by their weeping mother and

scene left Cecilia

amidst her tears, called out to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come and

downstairs, her

revealed the photo

brown hair and flawless skin made her utterly adorable like

the image, Cecilia covered her mouth in awe,

joy, Juliette continued to cry, touched by the fact that her granddaughter was safe

better off looking like her mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d be destined for hardship. No

yet reproachful

softened, attempting to console her. “Look, our granddaughter is perfectly fine. You don’t need to cry every day. Let us look forward

“Dad, are you comparing

a

recovering, but someone vital was still absent from the family—the thought of Rena weighed on

midnight when Cecilia finally returned

and, after a while, she received a call from him. The night was hushed, and all he whispered was

She responded him.

were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought them

longer needed to hide

phone close and drifted off to

informing Cecilia that he

voice was slightly hoarse, a testament to his overnight work and the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him. In

of her brother’s presence

his concern evident in his gentle

simultaneously, they reached the apartment entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying bags

was a

his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her

not a barrier to his

he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you

response was a

arrived at the entrance with a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll pick you up at

Mark’s hand as they ascended the

hand while stealing more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was

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

was an unparalleled experience, a profound and passionate intimacy she had never encountered before. Wrapped in his strong arms, her eyes sparkled with infatuation