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 catching a

greeted timidly, “Good

Everyone knew that Mark held a special place

were worried that Cathy might overhear their

hand served as a stark reminder of the

to ignore it, greeting them

here? Mr. Evans will

in her interactions with the employees, attempting to maintain

dispersed, the smile on Cathy’s face

though it was challenging with her prosthetic

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

for a moment, her brows

slowly and

was preparing for

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

complemented

to

Cathy replied, “Words have it that

largely ignored her, only

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

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

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

Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured hand? Couldn’t it

took another deep drag on his cigarette

then unfolded a

declared, “Cathy, 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

document decisively, which would transferred her to the

emitted a brief gasp, standing

step aside just because she’s here, right? Mark, you

“It’s for the best for

had made up his mind, and Cathy

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

Cathy didn’t respond at all and

puzzled, Mark emerged

could be quite

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

come to terms

and spoke in a low

I regret most is having had too many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I had known that one day I would

in

physical needs

time. In truth, he didn’t

of the women

tried to provide

afternoon, Cathy packed her belongings and quickly

surmised that it was Mark who had arranged this. As a

until the

called Cecilia, “What are you

her work on the

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

a break, Mark

complained, “I’m exhausted from

he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities?

at his flirtatious

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

tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected, her voice

not tired at

chuckled, hinting at the previous

“Even after last night?”

he was flirting with

she was, Cecilia

her fluster, Mark paused and spoke in a tender

a driver to

bit annoyed at him. Before hanging up,

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

shameless question left Cecilia at

the phone, her heart racing. She felt she

every single passing day and share a bed

composure. She urged herself to stay calm and not to be easily won

planned to indulge in shopping later using

attached great importance to dates and strived to look

a skirt, and a camel

with Edwin, catching sight of

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 there are several

taken aback by

up at the front lawn. It turned out

him with a

replied, “Oh,

can’t wait to have a taste of this delicious asparagus with my

remarked, “Don’t have too much at

remarks and

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

Peter broke the silence.

Evans for almost twenty years, and

seriously ill. This kind lady had located an expert

words, Cecilia felt

expected to meet Mark outside, but to her surprise,

six o’clock,

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

all thought Cecilia looked even more attractive in person than in her magazine

and

Mark had managed

office, engrossed in reading documents with an engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his

Time is

employees, was in

he

the shoulder, saying, “Go home now. Today is your daughter’s birthday, isn’t it? Buy her a cake after work and celebrate her birthday. You haven’t been able to spend

in Roy’s eyes, and he

off work right

patted Roy’s shoulder again. His employees

they were talking, Peter brought

Roy, he smiled and

who appeared

“Roy, do you know this young lady?

Cecilia. She

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