A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Cecilia was pleasantly surprised.

Despite the abundance of servants in the Evans family, offering her the best care, she had been yearning for the omelet from this particular breakfast shop for years.

Her craving had been especially intense when Edwin was still in her belly, a time when she often felt deprived and hungry, wiping away tears and viewing Mark as a heartless man.

Cecilia’s eyes held a mix of joy and caution as she extended her hand from under the quilt and asked in a soft voice, “Did you buy this when you ran moments earlier?”

Mark nodded in confirmation.

He then gently patted her head and said, “At least brush your teeth and tidy yourself up before eating!”

He has a fetish about cleanliness.

Cecilia had grown used to being casual but didn’t want Mark to Look down on her, so she hurriedly got up, regretting it the moment she stretched out one of her legs.

Like a spoiled child, she said, “Mark, bring me some clothing!”

Mark remained motionless, his gaze containing an inscrutable depth.

Blushing, she urged him, “Come on, hurry up!”

Mark leaned over and planted a passionate kiss on her cheek before saying in a husky voice, “Wear my shirt.”

He then went to the cloakroom and fetched a white shirt for her.

Taking the shirt, she noticed a faint fragrance still lingering on it.

She put it on gently, pulling her long hair out from under the collar.

As she raised her head, she met Mark’s gaze, her cheeks blushing.

She rushed to the bathroom to freshen up.

Upon emerging, she found that Mark had already set the breakfast on the small round table in the living room.

A servant had brought some cakes, clearly Mark’s favorite.

Cecilia eagerly took a bite of her omelet.

The flavors burst in her mouth, satisfying her taste buds.

Perhaps it was the passionate Lovemaking from the previous night, she looked relaxed and content.

After devouring half of her omelet, she glanced up at Mark.

He was sipping his coffee while reading the morning newspaper.

Sipping her milk, Cecilia delicately remarked, “Shouldn’t you be watching your figure and staying healthy at your age? Like keep a diet or something. Waylen would also drink coffee with these cakes at breakfast.”

Mark lowered the newspaper, his gaze resting on her for a moment before he chuckled.

“Oh? You’re not satisfied with my figure?”

Cecilia sensed that he was teasing her and wisely refrained from provoking him further. Instead, she sipped her milk quietly.

Mark was nearly done with his breakfast.

He said gently, “If you want to sleep a little longer, go ahead.

Zoey will look after Edwin. They might even be at the supermarket shopping for groceries at this hour. Zoey will likely show Edwin around.”

Cecilia voiced her unease, “I don’t think it’s appropriate for her to take care of Edwin. She needs more rest.”

“Why not?” Mark smiled.

“Easy. She’s more than willing to take care of Edwin.”

Recalling their intimacy from the previous night, he couldn’t resist giving her a parting kiss when he stood up. Finally, he said, “I’ll be back for lunch with you at noon.”

Of course, Cecilia longed for Mark to accompany her, but she was well aware of his busy schedule. She wrapped her arms around his neck and spoke softly.

“Zoey will keep me company. You can take a break in the office at noon and join us for dinner tonight.”

“Alright,” Mark agreed, holding her slender waist.

Rare moments like these when they could be together tended to ignite his desires easily. Mark brushed her face with his prominent nose and whispered, full of desires, “I wish I could have more days off to stay with you.”

Cecilia’s cheeks flushed and her heart raced.

Playing with the buttons of his shirt with one hand, she whispered,

“Christmas day is around the corner. Won’t that be enough for you?”

Mark chuckled.

“You’re right, we can make the most of the holiday to relax and have fun.”

Despite their intimacy, he still had to attend to his work.

Outside, Peter had been waiting for him next to the car.

Peter used to be quite smooth-talking. When he saw Mark come out, he couldn’t help but tease, “You’re positively glowing today.”

Mark got into the car and adjusted his tie before asking, “Really?”

A grin spread across Peter’s face.

“Absolutely! You seem to be in high spirits.”

Mark glanced at him. He indeed felt both physically and mentally invigorated.

When they arrived at the office, Mark’s subordinates were already aware that he had picked up his girlfriend and son. Seeing that he was in such a good mood, they jokingly asked him to invite them to his wedding.

Peter playfully scolded them.

“You rascals! Are you teasing Mr. Evans?”

Mark waved his hand dismissively and ordered his subordinates, “Get back to work! After work, ask Peter for some money to have fun. As for the wedding, I promise you won’t miss it.”

His subordinates expressed their gratitude with words of appreciation.

Mark led Peter into the office, where young engineers and civil servants had gathered, deeply engrossed in their discussions.

“I heard that Mr. Evans’s girlfriend is a model.”

“Are you serious? Would Mr. Evans really go for a model?”

“You guys don’t get it! I heard that Mr. Evans’ girlfriend comes from a prominent family in Duefron, and her foray into the entertainment industry is just for fun. Mr. Evans, at his age, has only just decided to start his family. His girlfriend must be the most beautiful and accomplished woman. Otherwise, do you think he’d settle down now?”

silent suddenly upon

“Good morning, Mrs.

that

were worried that Cathy might overhear their discussion about Mark’s sweet

reminder of

hear them, but she chose to ignore it, greeting them with

you all here? Mr. Evans will scold you if he catches you slack

in her interactions with the employees,

smile on Cathy’s face vanished

hand, though it was challenging with her

due to their prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil servant. However, she could

stood there for a moment, her brows

slowly and reached Mark’s

was preparing for a

nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what brings

overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a classic

seem to appreciate her

a forced smile, Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You must be

Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction when Cecilia was

they were alone, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and

largely because Cecilia is fine. And yes, partly because of our past.

this heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep

had once been in a relationship. But now, Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured hand? Couldn’t it even draw

another deep drag on his cigarette before stubbing it

then unfolded

you are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive

document decisively, which would transferred her to

a brief gasp,

to step aside just because she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t even

coolly, “It’s for the best for both of

and Cathy couldn’t do

out. Peter was still waiting at the door. Seeing

at all

somewhat puzzled,

with Cathy could be

Peter could guess the nature of their conversation. Attempting to console Mark, Peter

come to terms

spoke in a

too many girlfriends before I met

in such a carefree

physical needs weren’t of

kill time. In truth, he didn’t truly

understood that most of the women would mind his history,

to provide

her belongings and

surmised that it was Mark who had arranged this. As a

occupied until the end of

Cecilia, “What are

just finished her work on

Christmas Day party. She had received several boxes of asparagus and decided to

a break, Mark called

“I’m exhausted

so he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities? Well,

blushed at his flirtatious

and said gently, “Well, I’d intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a

not tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected,

tired

at the previous night’s

“Even after last night?”

was

Cecilia could only stammer in

her fluster, Mark paused and

send a driver to pick

bit annoyed at him. Before hanging up, she

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

“Well, I don’t mind bullying you tonight on

shameless question left Cecilia at a loss

her heart racing. She felt she was in

to him every single passing day and share a bed with him each night. She was so delighted

She urged herself to stay calm and not to be easily won over by his

planned to indulge in shopping later using his

great importance to dates

was no exception. That was why she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching

at you! You’re so adorable! Dating could be good for a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the night. I heard that there are several new hotels in Czanch. Ask Mark

was taken aback by Zoey’s

pulled up at the front lawn. It turned

him with a box of

liked asparagus and replied, “Oh, I love it. Thank

can’t wait to have a taste of this delicious asparagus with my

“Don’t have too much

few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to get in the

was familiar with him, they didn’t talk

Peter broke the silence.

Mr. Evans for almost twenty years, and Mrs. Evans treats me

than a decade ago, my wife was seriously ill. This kind lady had

his words, Cecilia felt

expected to meet Mark outside, but to her surprise, the car drove directly

was already six o’clock,

saw Cecilia accompanied by Peter guessed

Cecilia looked even more attractive

young and

Mark had managed to win her

engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his brows and said, “Roy, we need to keep a

can’t afford any more mistakes. Time is running

of Mark’s employees,

red as he replied, “Yes, I’ll work

and patted Roy on the shoulder, saying, “Go home now. Today is your daughter’s birthday, isn’t it? Buy her a cake after work and celebrate her birthday. You haven’t been able to spend much time

Roy’s eyes, and he nodded, saying,

off work

shoulder again. His employees

talking, Peter brought Cecilia into the

saw Roy, he smiled and greeted,

women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she were

“Roy, do you know this young lady?

on Cecilia. She looked

and tossed one to Roy, who was in a daze. Mark smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous, man. Peter has a habit of talking too much. Roy, this young lady is my significant