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?”

room fell silent suddenly

timidly, “Good morning,

first love. Everyone knew that Mark held a

overhear their discussion about

served as a stark reminder of the consequence of her wrongdoings. She should behave

she chose to ignore it, greeting

are you all here? Mr. Evans will scold you if he

with the

the smile on Cathy’s face vanished

hand, though it was challenging

prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil servant. However, she could no longer

for a moment, her brows

slowly and reached Mark’s

was preparing for a

asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson,

boots, complemented by a classic Dior pearl necklace,

didn’t seem to

Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You

ignored her, only displaying a reaction when

for Peter to leave the room first. After they were alone, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag. His gaze was

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

Cathy retorted, her voice deep

one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured hand?

took another deep drag on his

then unfolded

I don’t think you are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and I believe you’ll be happier in

which would transferred her to

gasp, standing

she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t even

“It’s for the best for both of

had made up his mind, and Cathy couldn’t do anything

at the door. Seeing that she seemed upset, he showed his

respond at all and simply

puzzled, Mark emerged

Cathy could

nature of their conversation. Attempting to console

to terms with

spoke in a

before I met Cecilia. If I had known that

have indulged in such

like him, physical needs

with those women to kill time.

understood that most of the women would

to

her belongings and quickly left for

Mark who had arranged this. As a result, they dared not discuss

the

called Cecilia,

finished her work on the other

had

taking a break, Mark called

complained, “I’m

in the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last

at his flirtatious

his shirt and said gently, “Well, I’d intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie tonight. Since you’re tired, maybe I should

not tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected,

tired

hinting at

“Even after last night?”

was flirting with

Cecilia could only stammer in

her fluster, Mark paused and spoke in a

a driver to pick you

a bit annoyed at him. Before hanging up,

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

smiled and said, “Well, I don’t mind bullying you tonight on the bed. What

Cecilia at a loss

racing. She felt

She could talk to him every single passing day and share a bed

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

planned to indulge in shopping later using his

great importance to dates and strived to look

a shirt, a

with Edwin, catching sight of

a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the night. I heard that

taken aback by Zoey’s

at the front lawn. It turned out to

greeted Zoey, who presented him with

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

of this delicious asparagus

remarked, “Don’t have too much

lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to get in the

familiar with him, they didn’t talk much due to the

Peter broke the silence.

for almost twenty years, and Mrs. Evans treats me

seriously ill. This kind lady had located an expert doctor for

words, Cecilia felt

expected to meet Mark outside, but to her

six o’clock, and most

and saw Cecilia accompanied by

even more attractive in person than in her

and had exceptionally radiant

had managed to win

reading documents with an engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his brows and said, “Roy, we need to keep a close

more mistakes. Time is running out. Do

of Mark’s employees, was

turned red as he replied, “Yes, I’ll

her a cake after work and celebrate her

eyes, and he

off

shoulder again. His employees

Peter brought Cecilia into the

saw Roy, he smiled

appeared stunning as if she were

do you know this young lady? Let’s Mr. Evans make an

fixated on Cecilia.

cigarettes 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,