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

timidly, “Good

that Mark held a special

might overhear

hand served as a stark reminder of the consequence of

to

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

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

others dispersed, the smile on Cathy’s

right hand, though it

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

stood there for a moment,

slowly and reached Mark’s

preparing for

her, he asked nonchalantly, “Mrs. Wilson, what

blouse, an overcoat, and sheepskin boots, complemented by

to

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

past few years, Mark had largely ignored her, only displaying a

alone, he took out a cigarette, lit

fine. And yes, partly because

heartless?” Cathy retorted, her voice deep

Cecilia was the only one who could attract Mark’s attention. What

drag on his cigarette before stubbing

unfolded a

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

which would transferred her to the company in

gasp, standing where she

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

replied coolly, “It’s for the best for both

up his mind, and Cathy

out. Peter was still waiting at the

at all and simply bypassed

somewhat puzzled, Mark

could be quite

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

come to terms

spoke in a low tone to

girlfriends before I met Cecilia. If I had known that one day I

in

physical needs weren’t of

time.

the women would mind his history,

tried to

packed her belongings and quickly left for

who had arranged this. As a result, they dared

remained occupied until the end of

called Cecilia, “What are you up

finished her work on the other

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

break, Mark called

complained, “I’m exhausted from

kitchen, so he teased her, “More exhausted than

at

take you out

not tired,” Cecilia quickly interjected, her voice

not tired at

chuckled, hinting at the previous night’s

“Even after last night?”

was

she was, Cecilia

paused and spoke in a

a driver to pick you

bit annoyed at him. Before hanging up, she

“You’re bullying me!”

Mark’s demeanor grew gentler.

“Well, I don’t mind bullying you tonight on the

a shameless question left Cecilia

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

day and share a bed with him each night.

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

indulge in shopping

to dates and strived to look

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

with Edwin, catching sight of Cecilia’s

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

aback by Zoey’s

lawn. It turned out to be Peter who

him with a box of

asparagus and replied, “Oh, I love

of this delicious asparagus with my

have too much at

a few lighthearted remarks and invited Cecilia to get

they didn’t talk much

Peter broke the silence.

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

ill. This kind

his words, Cecilia felt

to her surprise, the car drove

already six o’clock, and

Cecilia accompanied by Peter guessed she must be

attractive in person than

young and

had managed to win her

in his office, engrossed in reading documents with an engineer standing before him. Mark furrowed his brows and said, “Roy,

can’t afford any more mistakes. Time is running out. Do you

Mark’s employees,

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

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 been able to spend much

in Roy’s eyes, and he nodded,

get off work right

His employees

were talking, Peter

saw Roy, he smiled and greeted,

Seeing Cecilia, who appeared

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

Cecilia. She looked

be nervous, man. Peter has a habit of talking too