A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

As she lay on the bed for a while, her eyelids started to feel heavy as if they were encouraging her to take a nap. However, Mark shook her awake and gently coaxed her to wash up and take a shower. Unable to refuse him, she went to take a shower but ended up having sex with him again in the bathroom.

Cecilia had reached a point of sheer exhaustion.

As she finally succumbed to sleep, her dreams danced with possibilities. She imagined Mark as a future teacher, guiding young minds with a wisdom she admired. She believed he possessed a unique talent for educating children, a talent she wasn’t entirely sure she could match.

The soft rays of Christmas Eve’s morning sun spilled into the room as Cecilia stirred from her slumber.

Mark, ever the diligent businessman, had been picked up to the company to attend to pressing matters.

Cecilia, however, enjoyed the luxury of a later morning. Her day began at ten, as she rose from her cozy cocoon of blankets. With deliberate care, she attended to her personal grooming, preparing for the day ahead.

Just as she was about to step out, her phone rang, its chime breaking the stillness of the room. The caller’s name was displayed on the screen: Rena.

Cecilia’s heart skipped a beat. Rena’s voice, gentle and kind, flowed through the phone’s speaker.

“Have you settled into life with Mark?”

Blushing at the thought of her newfound life, Cecilia replied, “I’d say it’s going pretty well.”

Rena then shared her plans, her words igniting a spark of excitement in Cecilia’s eyes. Rena was planning to pay a visit to them in just a couple of days, and she would be bringing her children along.

Cecilia couldn’t contain her joy, and her playful spirits surfaced.

“Well, Rena,” she teased, “I have a special Christmas gift for you. I can’t wait to see you!”

Rena, momentarily taken aback by Cecilia’s unexpected enthusiasm, replied with a soft smile, “Then I’ll have Waylen have a good talk with you by then.”

Cecilia turned timid when she heard the name of Waylen.

Meanwhile, in Duefron, Rena ended the call and turned to Waylen, who was lounging on the sofa.

“Cecilia says she has prepared a Christmas gift for me,”

Rena announced with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“She mentioned it was a special one.”

With a sly smile, Waylen swiftly sent a message to Cecilia, asking, “Is there any gifts for me? I mean, special ones.”

Cecilia couldn’t help but feel a pang of nervousness.

Waylen, his phone tucked away, offered a fond smile to Rena.

“She’s quite audacious, isn’t she? Come here, let me see if our little one has been giving you a hard time.”

As Rena began preparing for her trip, Juliette arrived at their doorstep with an array of baby clothes in soft, delicate shades of pink.

Rena was visibly pleased and went up to check on those clothes, not wanting to come to Waylen’s side momentarily.

“Who else would torment me except you?” Rena blurted out.

Waylen stared at her. Clad in a wool skirt, Rena exuded a gentle aura.

He reached out, drawing her into his embrace.

After a moment of contemplation, he gently remarked, “Mark won’t require your presence on Christmas. He knows you’re pregnant. Why do you have to go and visit him? We could pay a visit when Mark holds a wedding or their baby arrives.”

Waylen’s concern touched Rena, and she lowered her head to caress her burgeoning belly.

A soft smile graced her lips as she reassured him, “I’ve told you, the journey is nothing more than a plane ride. Don’t worry, my love. See how nervous you’ve become? Besides, the private plane is fully equipped with medical staff. There won’t be any issues.”

Waylen, respecting her decision, refrained from pressing further.

Instead, he gently ran his fingers through her long, chestnut hair.

“You should rest now. You’ve been tirelessly working on these clothes,” he suggested.

Rena’s gaze, brimming with tenderness, met Waylen’s.

She had a penchant for tinkering with the little garments and accessories, her curiosity fueling her excitement as she prepared for the arrival of their child.

Waylen placed a tender kiss on her forehead and said lovingly, “You’re already a remarkable mother.”

Rena smiled.

At this time, a servant downstairs showed them an invitation.

It turned out to be an invitation from Kyle, saying he and Albert would come to Duefron to celebrate Christmas, and asked if they could gather for a dinner that day.

Rena’s eyes lingered on the invitation.

She put it down with a smile and remarked to Waylen, “I believe Kyle wants me to consider Albert as my little brother and treat him well. Kyle’s quite shrewd, you know. He’s not merely interested in making Albert my brother.

He’s using this as an opportunity to connect with our family. I’ve heard he has plans to expand his business in Duefron.”

Waylen welcomed the idea of expanding their circle of friends.

Chunks of vegetables, including onions, carrots, celery, and garlic, were lovingly placed alongside the turkey to roast. The result was a mouthwatering turkey with golden, crispy skin.

Zoey just took it out from the oven.

Unable to resist, Cecilia took a bite, only to accidentally burn her mouth in the process.

Zoey, a mix of worries and amusement, gently chastised her, “Quickly, ask the butler for some burn ointment. Or when Mark returns tonight, he will notice it and call you a little foodie.”

Cecilia felt a touch embarrassed as she hurried to follow Zoey’s advice.

Zoey’s mood darkened when a servant interrupted their culinary bonding.

“Miss Wilson has come to visit,” the servant announced.

her eyes, not

I repeatedly told her to keep away from us? Mark has plenty of subordinates, and if they all come to our

and explained that Cathy was insistent and refused

bring herself to be too harsh during Christmas, especially to

at Cecilia, who was bad

a sigh, Zoey reassured, “No worries. I’ll deal with her. You don’t

leaving, “I heard that she is leaving

wanting to embarrass Zoey, Cecilia timidly nodded and went

reputation. She reluctantly agreed to see Cathy, asking the servant to fetch a shawl for her to

she instructed the servants to lead Cathy into the drawing

Zoey and greeted her

her

to the butler and said, “It’s the latest black truffle and caviar. It’s best to eat them in your

her gifts with a

winked at him and asked him

responsibility of entertaining you to Mark’s future wife. However, you know it’s uncomfortable for both of you to see each other. Perhaps you

Just earlier, she was burnt while tasting the turkey I made. If Mark comes home later and knows this, he might be worried sickly. But

at something, causing Cathy’s

Cathy while subtly

Zoey’s words. Despite what Zoey had said about Cecilia, Zoey still held a great deal of affection for

Cathy adjusted herself

high reputation within the social circles and wouldn’t utter harsh words directly at Cathy. She opted to express her messages to

leave after catching the hints, Mark arrived home at this

Mark laid eyes on

see her here, nor was

she was doing. Still, she went to his house. Clearly, she wanted to

a man of high status, he couldn’t bring himself to

decided to handle this situation

shirt and dark wool trousers hidden

hot towel, which Mark used to wipe his

why don’t you ask your wife to come and have dinner with

knew when and how to cooperate

said, “Mr. Evans, thanks for your kind invitation. But I’ll pass. It’s Christmas Eve. I’d better go home. After

smile lingering on his

his head into the living room and deliberately

called her in

later to celebrate the

hearing this, Cecilia, who was in the living

was convinced that Mark was doing

very well that Cathy and she weren’t on good terms, and yet, he still asked

since Mark had made the request, she couldn’t bring herself to say

to be deemed as

a deep breath, Cecilia ran out with the

Angela’s Library

on her mouth, which made her look somewhat

a strange feeling tugged at her heart. She knew Mark like the back of her hand. He was a perfectionist. Cathy guessed Mark wouldn’t be able to stand Cecilia’s

as Cathy had anticipated, Mark’s expression crumpled into a frown as

closer. Noticing her injured mouth,

close that she could see the bite marks she had left on his neck last night. When she saw this, memories of their passion the previous night flashed before her eyes, making her cheeks

burned myself while I was eating turkey,” she said in

as she racked her brain for a more

Zoey cooked was really

still squinted, Mark took the ointment from Cecilia’s hand and applied it to her

keep making excuses for yourself,” he scolded her. “You can’t even apply the ointment properly! You’re just like a

he was scolding her, a tenderness in his eyes translated

his words, Cecilia knew he

that she had totally forgotten about Cathy’s presence. She

touch and shot her a glance.

a coy

was frozen in place, as though her body had been plunged into the depths of an icy

indulging Cecilia’s every whim? She

be Mark’s wife. After all, Mark was the backbone of the entire Evans family! That required a capable wife to assist him

world would a woman like Cecilia deserve a

produced a gift from his

G E L A ‘s

something to Edwin last time. This one is

accept Peter’s present. After all, she

it,” Mark reassured her, patting her on

all a very Merry

this, Peter smiled.

hesitant, she had no choice but to

into Mark’s pocket. As she did, Mark watched her quietly from

be the one arranging everything for Christmas. But she seemed

depress her with these tasks, Mark decided to take care

was giving orders to the

and said to Cecilia, “Honey,

walk Miss Wilson out as

Cathy’s

a few words, Mark had clearly defined the respective standings of Cathy and Cecilia in

that,” Cathy said,

took Mark’s arm and fetched his

putting it on, she said, “Mr. Garcia,

beautiful day,” Peter replied

Fowler is

his briefcase and headed out

hand, felt helpless. There was no reason for her to stay

she laid her eyes on Mark, an unspeakable sadness took over

a lot

would come to love her one day. After

love with a naive girl like Cecilia and that he would love the latter so much

this thought crossed her mind, the corner of Cathy’s mouth