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?”

silent suddenly

timidly, “Good

love. Everyone knew that Mark held a special

were worried that Cathy might overhear

reminder of the consequence of her wrongdoings. She should

to ignore it, greeting them

Mr. Evans will scold

seized every moment to mention Mark in her interactions with the employees, attempting to maintain her status as

smile on Cathy’s face vanished

raised her right hand, though it was challenging with her

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

for a

the elevator slowly and reached Mark’s

preparing for a

he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson,

blouse, an overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a

didn’t seem to appreciate

have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You must be delighted,

Mark had largely ignored

room first. After they were alone, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and

because Cecilia is fine. And yes, partly because of our past. I

Cathy retorted, her

one who could attract Mark’s attention. What about her injured hand? Couldn’t it even draw some sympathy from

took another deep drag on

unfolded

don’t think you are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll

decisively, which would transferred her to the company

a brief gasp, standing where

right? Mark, you can’t even let me

for the best for both of

his mind, and Cathy couldn’t

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

didn’t respond at all and simply

Peter stood there, somewhat puzzled, Mark emerged from

could be quite

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

to

and spoke in a low

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

wouldn’t have indulged in

physical needs weren’t of paramount

women to kill time.

most of the women would mind his

to

packed her belongings and quickly left for

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

occupied until the end of

leaving, he called Cecilia, “What are you

on

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

break, Mark called

playfully complained, “I’m exhausted

kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities? Well, it

blushed at his flirtatious

take you out for

I’m not tired,” Cecilia quickly

tired at

hinting at

“Even after last night?”

he was flirting

she was, Cecilia

Mark paused and spoke

driver

annoyed at him. Before

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

shameless question left Cecilia at a loss for

heart racing. She

to him every single passing day and share a bed with him

regain her composure. She urged herself to stay calm

planned to indulge in shopping

great importance to dates and strived

a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s

remarked, “Oh, look at you! You’re so adorable! Dating could be good for a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the

was taken aback by Zoey’s

the front lawn. It turned out to be Peter who

greeted Zoey, who presented him with

replied, “Oh, I love it.

to have a taste of this

have too much

a few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to get

talk much due to the generation gap

Peter broke the silence.

and Mrs. Evans treats me well. She is

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

Cecilia felt they got on really

to her surprise,

already six o’clock,

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

Cecilia looked even more attractive

and had

how Mark had managed to win

engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his brows and said, “Roy, we need to keep

afford any more mistakes. Time is

of Mark’s employees, was in his

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

patted Roy on 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

eyes, and he nodded,

get off work

patted Roy’s shoulder again. His employees had worked hard over these

were talking, Peter brought Cecilia into the

he

usually pay much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning

seemed to recall something and exclaimed, “Roy, do you

on 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