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?”

fell silent suddenly upon catching a

greeted timidly, “Good

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

overhear their discussion about

hand served as a stark reminder of the

hear them, but she chose to

here? Mr. Evans will scold you if he catches

mention Mark in her interactions with

others dispersed, the smile on

her right hand, though it was challenging with her prosthetic

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

a moment, her

slowly and reached

preparing for a

he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what

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

Mark didn’t seem to appreciate her finely-tuned

that Miss Fowler has reached

largely ignored her, only displaying a

room first. After they were alone, he took

you largely because Cecilia is fine. And yes, partly because of our past. I thought you would understand that after facing the

Cathy retorted, her voice deep with mixed

all, they had once been in a relationship. But now, Cecilia was the only one who could

took another deep drag on his

unfolded a

transfer you to a subsidiary company. You’ll receive a good salary there, and I believe

document decisively, which would transferred

brief gasp, standing where she

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

the best for both of

mind, and Cathy couldn’t

transfer document, Cathy stormed out. Peter was still waiting at the door. Seeing that she seemed

respond at all

puzzled, Mark

with Cathy could

of their conversation. Attempting

come to terms with

in a low

Peter, what I regret most is having had too many girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I

wouldn’t have indulged in such a

someone like him, physical

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

the women would

to provide

afternoon, Cathy packed her belongings and

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

remained occupied until the

he called Cecilia, “What are

her work on the

Christmas Day party. She had received several boxes

a break, Mark

complained, “I’m exhausted from

been helping Zoey in the kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than last night’s activities?

at his flirtatious

to take you out for shopping, dinner, and a movie tonight. Since you’re tired, maybe

Cecilia quickly interjected,

tired at

chuckled, hinting at the previous night’s

“Even after last night?”

was

Cecilia could

paused and spoke in

send a driver to pick

was a bit annoyed at him.

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

don’t mind bullying you tonight on the

question left Cecilia at a loss for

hung up the phone, her heart racing. She

and share a bed with him

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

to indulge in shopping later using

dates and

That was why she had carefully chosen a shirt, a skirt, and a camel overcoat that accentuated her

Zoey returned with Edwin, catching

a teasing smile, 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. I heard that there are several new hotels in

taken aback by

lawn. It turned out

him with a box

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

can’t wait to have a taste of this

playfully remarked, “Don’t have too much at one

lighthearted remarks and

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

Peter broke the silence.

twenty years, and Mrs. Evans treats me well.

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

his words, Cecilia felt they

to her

o’clock, and most

who were still in the company and saw Cecilia accompanied

attractive in person than in

was young and had exceptionally radiant

Mark 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

afford any more mistakes. Time is running out. Do

one of Mark’s employees,

he

it? Buy her a cake after work and

up in Roy’s eyes, and he

off work right

Roy’s shoulder again. His employees had worked hard

were talking, Peter brought

saw Roy, he

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

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

on Cecilia. She looked

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