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 upon catching

timidly, “Good

that Mark held a special

might overhear their discussion about Mark’s sweet

Cathy’s injured hand served as a stark reminder of

to ignore it, greeting them with a

here? Mr. Evans will scold you if

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

others dispersed, the smile on

though it was

their prior relationship, allowing her to remain as a civil servant. However,

stood there for a moment, her brows

entered the elevator slowly

preparing for

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

boots, complemented by a classic Dior pearl necklace,

to appreciate

Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached

years, Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction when

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

yes, partly because of our past. I thought you would understand that after facing

heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep with

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

deep drag on his cigarette before

unfolded

to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and I believe you’ll be happier in

would transferred her to the company

emitted a brief gasp, standing where

she’s here, right? Mark, you

the best for both of

had made up his mind, and Cathy couldn’t do anything

waiting at the door. Seeing

respond at all

puzzled, Mark

Cathy could

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

come to terms with

paused and spoke in

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

have indulged in such

physical needs weren’t of

with those women to kill time. In truth, he didn’t truly

understood that most of the

tried to provide

her

that it was Mark who had arranged this.

occupied until the end

leaving, he called Cecilia, “What

work on

had

break, Mark called

complained, “I’m exhausted

that she might have been helping Zoey in the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted

at

I’d intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie

tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected,

tired

chuckled, hinting at the previous

“Even after last night?”

he was

as she was, Cecilia

fluster, Mark paused and

send a driver to pick

a bit annoyed at him. Before hanging

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

and said, “Well, I don’t mind bullying you

Cecilia at a loss for

up the phone, her heart racing. She

lived with Mark. She could talk to him every single passing day and share a bed with him each night. She was

She urged herself to stay calm and

indulge in shopping later

to dates and

had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel

Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s happy

“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 there are several

taken aback by

at the front lawn. It turned out to be Peter who had come to pick

who presented him

replied, “Oh, I

of this delicious asparagus with

playfully remarked, “Don’t have too

a few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to

they didn’t talk much due to

Peter broke the silence.

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

wife was seriously ill. This kind lady

his words, Cecilia felt they got

outside, but to her surprise, the car drove directly

six o’clock, and most employees had

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

more attractive

young and had exceptionally

how Mark had managed

him. Mark furrowed his brows and said,

more mistakes. Time is running out.

Mark’s employees, was in his

red as he replied,

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 much time with her in the past

up in Roy’s eyes, and he

off work

patted Roy’s shoulder again. His employees had

were talking, Peter brought Cecilia

he smiled

a workaholic, didn’t usually pay much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared

you know this young lady? Let’s

Cecilia. She looked exceptionally glamorous

took out two cigarettes and tossed one to Roy, who was in a daze. Mark smiled and said, “Don’t be