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 upon

greeted timidly, “Good morning,

first love. Everyone knew that

overhear

of the consequence of

to ignore it, greeting

all here? Mr. Evans will scold you if he

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

smile on

raised her right hand, though it was challenging with her

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

there for a moment, her brows

elevator slowly and reached

preparing for

asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what brings

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

didn’t seem to appreciate her finely-tuned

smile, Cathy replied, “Words have it that Miss Fowler has reached Czanch. You

largely ignored her, only displaying a reaction when Cecilia

alone, he took

And yes, partly because of our past. I thought you

you this heartless?” Cathy retorted,

But now, 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 before stubbing it

then unfolded

suitable to work here anymore. I’ve made arrangements to transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good

decisively, which would transferred her to the company

brief gasp, standing

she’s here, right? Mark, you can’t even let me stay in

the

his mind, and

document, Cathy stormed out. Peter was still waiting at the door. Seeing

respond at all and

somewhat puzzled, Mark emerged

could be quite

nature of their conversation. Attempting to console Mark,

come to terms

spoke in a low

many girlfriends before I met

indulged in such a carefree

physical needs weren’t

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

that most of the women

tried to

Cathy packed her belongings and quickly

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

the end of his

he called Cecilia, “What

on the other end

been assisting Zoey in preparing ingredients for the Christmas Day party. She had received several boxes of asparagus and decided to send one to her

a break, Mark called

complained, “I’m exhausted from

the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted

blushed at his

“Well, I’d intended to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie tonight. Since you’re tired, maybe I should

tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected, her voice

not tired

at

“Even after last night?”

was flirting with

she was, Cecilia

and spoke

a driver to

a bit annoyed at

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

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

shameless question left Cecilia at a loss for

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

She could talk to him every single passing day and share a bed with him each

She urged herself to stay calm

in

dates and strived

no exception. That was why she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat that accentuated her curvaceous figure

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching sight

for a relationship. Don’t hasten to come back for the night. I

taken aback by Zoey’s

chatted, a car pulled up at the front lawn. It turned out to be Peter who had

who presented him

and replied, “Oh, I love

wait to have a taste of this delicious asparagus

have too much at

a few lighthearted remarks and

talk much due to the generation gap between

Peter broke the silence.

for Mr. Evans for almost twenty years, and Mrs.

ill. This kind lady had located

Cecilia felt they got

had expected to meet Mark outside, but to her surprise, the car

already six o’clock, and most employees

company and saw Cecilia accompanied by

more attractive in person than in

was young and

wondered how Mark had managed to

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

mistakes. Time is running

Mark’s employees,

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

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 few

Roy’s eyes, and he nodded,

off work

Roy’s shoulder again. His employees

they were talking, Peter brought Cecilia

Peter saw Roy, he

workaholic, didn’t usually pay much attention to women. Seeing Cecilia, who appeared stunning as if she were a celestial being, his face

you know

gaze fixated on Cecilia.

took out two cigarettes and tossed one 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