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

“Good

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

might overhear their discussion about Mark’s

hand served as a stark reminder of the consequence of her

hear them, but she chose to ignore it,

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

with the employees, attempting to maintain her

the smile on Cathy’s face

though it was challenging with

her, possibly due to their prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil servant. However, she could no

a moment, her

entered the elevator slowly and reached

was preparing for a

asked nonchalantly, “Mrs.

an overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by a classic Dior pearl necklace,

Mark didn’t seem to appreciate her

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

years, Mark had largely ignored her, only

they were alone, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took

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

Cathy retorted, her voice deep with

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

drag on his cigarette before stubbing it

unfolded

think you are suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and

the document decisively, which would

brief gasp, standing

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

coolly, “It’s for the best

mind, and

at the door. Seeing

at all and simply bypassed

there, somewhat puzzled, Mark emerged

with Cathy could be

nature of their

come to terms with

and spoke in a

I met Cecilia. If

indulged in such a carefree

like him, physical needs weren’t

to kill time. In truth,

most of the women would mind his history, including

tried to

her belongings and

had arranged this. As a

until the end of

called Cecilia, “What are

just finished her work on the other end

in preparing ingredients for the Christmas Day party. She had

taking a break,

playfully complained, “I’m exhausted

kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities? Well, it could be. You barely exerted much energy

blushed at

intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a

tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected, her

not tired at

chuckled, hinting at

“Even after last night?”

was flirting

was, Cecilia could

her fluster, Mark paused and

a driver to pick you

at him. Before

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

question left Cecilia

the phone, her heart racing. She felt she was in a

talk to him every single passing day and share a

herself to stay calm and not to be easily won over by

indulge in shopping

attached great importance to dates and

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

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching sight

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.

taken aback

It turned out to be Peter who

presented him with a

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

a taste of this delicious asparagus with

“Don’t have too

a few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to get in

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

Peter broke the silence.

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

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

Cecilia felt they got

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

o’clock, and

who were still in the company and saw Cecilia accompanied by Peter guessed she

all thought Cecilia looked even more attractive in person than in

and had exceptionally radiant

had managed to win her

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

mistakes. Time

Mark’s employees, was in

red as he replied,

birthday, isn’t it? Buy her a cake after work and celebrate her birthday. You haven’t been able

in Roy’s eyes, and he nodded,

get off work

employees had worked hard

talking, Peter

Roy, he smiled

to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she were a celestial being, his

seemed to recall something and exclaimed, “Roy, do you know this young lady? Let’s Mr. Evans

on Cecilia. She looked exceptionally

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