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?”

suddenly upon

greeted timidly, “Good morning,

love. Everyone knew that Mark held a

might overhear their

injured hand served as a stark reminder of the consequence of her wrongdoings. She

chose to ignore

are you all here? Mr. Evans will scold

Mark in her interactions with the

dispersed, the smile on Cathy’s face

her right hand, though it

to their prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil

a moment, her

the elevator slowly

was preparing for a

her, he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what

overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a

didn’t seem to appreciate

a forced smile, Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has

past few years, Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction

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

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

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

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

on his cigarette before stubbing it

then unfolded

made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and I believe you’ll be happier in

the document decisively, which would transferred her to the company

brief gasp, standing where

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

coolly, “It’s for the best for

mind, and Cathy couldn’t

taking the transfer document, Cathy stormed out. Peter was still waiting at the door.

didn’t respond at all and

puzzled, Mark

with Cathy could be

Mark didn’t say anything, Peter could guess the nature of their conversation. Attempting to console Mark, Peter offered

come to terms with

and spoke in a

too many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I had known that one day I would spend

in such

like him, physical needs weren’t of

kill time.

he understood that most of the women would

tried to provide

packed her

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

until the end of his

he called Cecilia, “What

her work on the other end of

Zoey in preparing ingredients for the Christmas Day party. She had received several boxes of asparagus and decided to send one

a break, Mark called

playfully complained, “I’m exhausted from

she might have been helping Zoey in the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities? Well, it could be. You barely exerted much energy last

blushed at

said gently, “Well, I’d intended to take you out for

not tired,” Cecilia quickly

not tired

at

“Even after last night?”

he was

was, Cecilia could

Mark paused and

driver

was a bit annoyed at him. Before hanging up,

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

shameless question left Cecilia at

phone, her heart racing. She felt

day and share a bed with

urged herself to stay calm and not to

in shopping later using

dates and

a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat that accentuated her curvaceous figure and glamorous

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s

a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the night. I heard that there are several new hotels in Czanch. Ask Mark to try them out

taken aback by

up at the front lawn. It

him with a box

replied, “Oh, I love it. Thank

to have a taste of this delicious

playfully remarked, “Don’t have too much

a few lighthearted remarks and

didn’t talk much due to the generation gap

Peter broke the silence.

Evans for almost twenty years, and Mrs. Evans treats me well. She

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

words, Cecilia felt they got on

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

was already six o’clock, and most employees had

saw Cecilia accompanied by Peter guessed she must be Mark’s

Cecilia looked even more attractive

young and had exceptionally radiant

Mark had managed to

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

Time

employees,

turned red as he replied, “Yes, I’ll work

Buy her a cake after work and celebrate her birthday. You haven’t been able to spend much time with her in the past few years,

welled up in Roy’s eyes, and he nodded, saying, “Yes,

get off

employees

were talking, Peter brought Cecilia into

he smiled and greeted,

women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared

seemed to recall something and exclaimed, “Roy, do you know this young lady?

on Cecilia. She

a daze. Mark smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous, man. Peter has a habit of talking too much. Roy, this young