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

greeted timidly, “Good morning, Mrs.

knew that Mark

that Cathy might overhear

served as a stark reminder of the consequence of her wrongdoings.

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

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

in her interactions with the employees, attempting to maintain her status as the

others dispersed, the smile

raised her right hand, though it

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

stood there for a

entered the elevator slowly and

preparing

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

boots, complemented by

Mark didn’t seem to

that Miss Fowler

years, Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a

he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a

forgave 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

the only one who could attract Mark’s

took another deep drag on his

then unfolded

made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary

which would transferred

emitted a brief gasp, standing

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

the best for both

and

Cathy stormed out. Peter was still waiting at the door. Seeing that she

Cathy didn’t respond at all

there, somewhat puzzled, Mark emerged

Cathy could be quite

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

come to terms

paused and spoke in a

regret most is having had too many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I

indulged in

him, physical needs

to kill time. In truth, he didn’t truly care

that most of the

to

packed her belongings and

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

occupied until the end

leaving, he called Cecilia, “What are you up

just finished her work on

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

break, Mark called

complained, “I’m exhausted

“More exhausted than last night’s activities? Well, it could be. You barely

blushed at

“Well, I’d intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie tonight.

I’m not tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected,

not tired

chuckled, hinting at

“Even after last night?”

was

was, Cecilia could only

fluster, Mark paused and

a driver to pick

bit annoyed at him. Before hanging

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

mind bullying

question left Cecilia at a

the phone, her heart racing.

to him every single passing day and share a bed with

to stay calm and not

indulge in shopping later using

importance to dates and strived to look

she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat that accentuated her curvaceous figure and

returned with Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s

smile, Zoey remarked, “Oh, look 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

was taken aback

lawn. It

greeted Zoey, who presented him with a box of

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

can’t wait to have a taste of

have too

few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia

didn’t talk much due to

Peter broke the silence.

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

wife was seriously ill. This

Cecilia felt they got on

to her

six o’clock, and

company and saw Cecilia accompanied by Peter guessed

thought Cecilia looked even more attractive

young and had exceptionally radiant

how Mark had managed to win her

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

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

one of Mark’s employees, was in

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

her a cake after work and celebrate her birthday. You haven’t been able to spend

welled up in Roy’s eyes,

off

Roy’s shoulder again. His employees had

were talking, Peter brought Cecilia into the

Roy, he smiled

much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she

you know this young lady?

gaze fixated on Cecilia. She looked exceptionally

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,