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, Mrs.

Mark’s first love. Everyone knew that Mark held a special place in

were worried that Cathy might overhear their discussion about

a stark reminder of the consequence

chose to ignore

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

her interactions with the employees,

dispersed, the smile on

right hand, though it

relationship, allowing her to remain as a

for a

the elevator slowly

was preparing

seeing her, he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what brings you

and sheepskin boots, complemented by a classic Dior

didn’t seem to

“Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You must

largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction when Cecilia was

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

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

retorted,

in a relationship. But now, Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured

took another deep drag on his cigarette

then unfolded a

are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you

signed the document decisively, which would transferred her to the

emitted a brief gasp,

just because she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t even let me stay in

for the

his mind, and Cathy

at the door. Seeing that she seemed upset, he

respond at

there, somewhat puzzled, Mark

Cathy could

the nature of

come to terms with

spoke in a low tone to

many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I had known that

wouldn’t have indulged in

like him, physical needs

women to kill time.

that most of the women would mind his

to

her

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

occupied until the end

called Cecilia, “What are

had just finished her work on the other end

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

a break,

playfully complained, “I’m exhausted

have been helping Zoey in the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last

blushed at his

you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie tonight. Since you’re

I’m not tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected, her

tired

hinting at the previous

“Even after last night?”

was flirting

as she was, Cecilia could only stammer in

fluster, Mark paused and spoke in

a driver to pick

bit annoyed at

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

question left Cecilia at a

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

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

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

in

attached great importance to dates and strived to

why she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a

returned with Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s happy

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

they chatted, a car pulled up at the front lawn. It turned out to be Peter who had come

who presented him with a

“Oh, I love it. Thank

a taste of

“Don’t have too

with a few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia

was familiar with him, they didn’t talk much due to the generation gap between

Peter broke the silence.

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

wife was seriously ill. This kind

his words, Cecilia felt

to her surprise, the car drove directly into the office

was already six o’clock, and most employees

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

looked even more attractive in person than

young and

how Mark had managed

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

Time is running out.

of Mark’s employees, was

as he replied,

home now. Today is your daughter’s birthday, isn’t it? Buy her a cake after work and

eyes, and he nodded, saying,

get off work right

shoulder again. His employees

they were talking, Peter

Peter saw Roy, he smiled and greeted,

usually pay much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she were a celestial

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

gaze fixated on Cecilia. She

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 other, Cecilia