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 upon catching

timidly, “Good

love. Everyone knew that Mark held a special

might overhear their

injured hand served as a stark reminder of the consequence of

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

will scold you if he catches you slack

to mention Mark in her interactions with the employees, attempting to maintain her

dispersed, the smile on

raised her right hand, though it

dismissed her, possibly due to their prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil servant. However, she could no longer access confidential documents and had

stood there for a moment,

elevator slowly and reached Mark’s

preparing for a

asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson,

silk blouse, an overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a classic Dior

Mark didn’t seem to appreciate

it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch.

ignored her,

to leave the room first. After they were alone, he took out a cigarette,

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

you this heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep with mixed

relationship. But now, Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s

deep drag on his cigarette before

unfolded a

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

the document decisively, which would transferred her to the company in

a brief gasp, standing where

right? Mark,

for the best for both of

his mind, and Cathy

transfer document, Cathy stormed out. Peter was still waiting at the door. Seeing that she seemed upset, he

at all and

there, somewhat puzzled, Mark emerged from

with Cathy could be

the nature of their conversation. Attempting to console Mark, Peter offered a

to

and spoke in a low

know, Peter, what I regret most is having had too many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I had known that

indulged in such a

like him, physical needs weren’t of

those women to kill time. In truth, he

most of the women would mind his

to provide

her belongings and quickly left

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

occupied until the end of

leaving, he called Cecilia,

finished her work on the other end of the

had received several boxes of asparagus and decided to send one to her

a break, Mark called

playfully complained, “I’m exhausted from

so he teased her, “More exhausted than last

at his flirtatious

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

Cecilia quickly interjected,

not tired at

at the previous night’s

“Even after last night?”

was flirting

was, Cecilia could

Mark paused and spoke in a

driver to

at him. Before hanging up,

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

I don’t mind bullying you tonight on the bed. What do you

shameless question left Cecilia at a loss for

hung up the phone, her heart racing. She felt she was in a

share a bed with him each night. She was so delighted that she woke up with

to regain her composure. She urged herself to stay calm and

to indulge in shopping later using his

attached great importance to dates and strived

exception. That was why she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat that accentuated her curvaceous figure and

Edwin, catching sight

so adorable! Dating could be good for a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the night. I heard that there are

was taken aback by Zoey’s

car pulled up at the front lawn. It turned

him with a box of

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

a taste of this delicious asparagus with

have

remarks and invited Cecilia to

him, they didn’t talk

Peter broke the silence.

and Mrs. Evans

ago, my wife was seriously ill. This kind lady had located an expert doctor for

Cecilia felt they got on

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

was already six o’clock, and most employees had

saw Cecilia

thought Cecilia looked even more attractive in person than

was young and had exceptionally radiant

Mark had managed to win her

engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his brows and said, “Roy, we need to keep a close watch on this data

can’t afford any more mistakes. Time is running out.

employees, was in

he replied, “Yes, I’ll

stood up 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

Roy’s eyes, and he nodded, saying, “Yes,

off work right

again. His employees had

talking, Peter brought Cecilia into

Peter saw Roy, he smiled and greeted,

a workaholic, didn’t usually pay much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she were a celestial

“Roy, do you know this young lady? Let’s Mr.

gaze fixated on Cecilia.

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 other,