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.”

only night together, he

Mark showed her how much

snuggled her face against his

Uncle Mark.

doing so well in

they made love twice, leaving her feeling

energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to just heat the

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

with you tonight before heading

nodded and replied

kissed her softly before

Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl,

pants and played it off casually. “She was in a bit

lingered

finally finding a girl he like. How could Peter not share

Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly wishing he could find someone

Mark generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was

also arranged a job for the

deep affection and protectiveness

those around him staying discreet and

caressed Cecilia awake, casting

she blinked her eyes open, and there it was-the house that Mark had

held the rabbit doll he had given her close to her

higher in the sky, she got up and found the breakfast Mark had

but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures that came from his

his kindness, Cecilia had the intention of

best efforts, she ended up burning the food in the frying pan. Defeated,

clock struck four, Mark

set for dinner, he playfully teased her about

then showed him her nicked finger and tears welled up in her

gently and he carefully

settled onto the sofa, exuding an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way he carried himself was akin to an

the meeting earlier that day, where he had turned down an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could revolutionize aerospace technology and advance

people were desperate to take on

four years,

for the position, unswayed by the allure of

priorities had shifted—he now yearned for

up

extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you

bent down, seeking refuge in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her heartfelt desire to learn the culinary arts for

faint yet affectionate

eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about their

shame over her lack of a job. Seeking solace, she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying

extended a few

and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia

joy, Cecilia’s

it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to be in the public eye as a

her discreetly before inquiring about

the young girl hesitated, “How about I decline

issue for her, she simply yearned

take care of me?” she asked

her, “Yes, I will always

so, they lived as a couple in the

of intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night,

any were necessary, his assistant Peter

would simply say it was

her freedom in dealing with her own

witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest time

end approached, Mark’s schedule became busier and

to him on the phone, playfully coquetting

sound reached Mark’s ears—the sound of

help

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

hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall,

scene left

to Cecilia, pointing at

ran downstairs, her heart

revealed the photo

brown hair and flawless skin made

mouth in awe, whispering, “She looks just like

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

resembled your brother, she’d be destined for hardship. No

a gentle yet

day. Let us look

express her disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my

words elicited a laugh from

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

was well past midnight when Cecilia

a call

She responded him.

each other were understood

they no longer needed to hide their love in

close and drifted

early morning brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia

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

was mindful of her brother’s presence at home, knowing he had a keen

in his gentle request for her to drive

apartment entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying

a

arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her close, his head lowering to kiss her

to his irrational yearnings

in a hoarse

was a resounding

put away. I’ll pick you up at

a touch of bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s hand as they

body with one hand while stealing more kisses.

their love, they took

never encountered before. Wrapped in his strong arms,