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.

narrowed her eyes, not liking what she

discontent. “Haven’t I repeatedly told her to keep away from us? Mark has plenty of subordinates, and if they all come to our house, how am I supposed

servant, recognizing Zoey’s frustration, adjusted his tone and explained that Cathy was insistent and refused

bring herself to be too harsh during Christmas,

turned to look at Cecilia, who was bad at

reassured, “No worries. I’ll deal with her. You don’t have to see her if you don’t

added before leaving, “I heard that she is leaving

to embarrass Zoey, Cecilia timidly nodded and went to apply

won a high reputation. She reluctantly agreed to see Cathy, asking the servant to fetch a shawl

the servants to lead

looked at Zoey and greeted

asked her

butler and said, “It’s the latest black

her

winked at him and asked him to serve

I will be frank with you. I should have left the responsibility of entertaining you to Mark’s future wife. However, you know it’s uncomfortable for both of you to see each

she was burnt while tasting the turkey I

something, causing Cathy’s expression to

Cathy while subtly expressing

could discern the underlying message in Zoey’s words. Despite what Zoey had said about Cecilia, Zoey still

Cathy adjusted herself

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

would take her leave after

laid eyes on Cathy,

see her here, nor was he happy

stupid. She knew what she was doing. Still,

couldn’t bring himself to drive Cathy away

to handle this situation with

coat, revealing the gray shirt and dark wool trousers hidden beneath it.

hot towel, which Mark used

come and have dinner with us?” Mark said

and

for your kind invitation. But I’ll pass. It’s Christmas Eve. I’d better go home. After all,

nodded, his smile lingering on his

head into the living room and

her in a natural, casual

go home later to celebrate the festival. Why don’t

this, Cecilia, who was in the living room,

convinced that Mark was doing

weren’t on good terms, and yet, he still asked her to walk Peter out despite

made the request, she couldn’t bring herself

want to be deemed as a

taking a deep breath, Cecilia ran out with the ointment

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her mouth, which made her look somewhat

observed Cecilia, 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

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

pulled her closer. Noticing her injured mouth, he asked her,

the bite marks she had left on his neck last night. When she saw this, memories of their

was eating turkey,” she said in hushed

racked her brain for a more sensible explanation that would make her look less

that Zoey cooked

Cecilia’s hand and applied it

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 to how gently

his words, Cecilia knew he cared about

this moment, she was so captivated by Mark’s tenderness that she had totally forgotten about Cathy’s presence. She placed her hand in his trouser pocket

touch and shot her a glance. “What

a coy

in place, as

indulging Cecilia’s every whim? She

wasn’t suitable to be Mark’s wife. After all, Mark was the backbone of the entire Evans family! That required a

would a woman like Cecilia deserve

a gift

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gave something to Edwin last time. This one is for you,” he

Cecilia was embarrassed to accept Peter’s present. After

Mark reassured her, patting her on the

us all

Peter smiled.

was still hesitant, she had

As she did, Mark

the hostess, Cecilia should be the one arranging everything for Christmas. But she seemed clueless about

these tasks, Mark decided to

orders to the butler, a thought

and said to Cecilia, “Honey, why don’t you walk Peter

walk Miss Wilson out

Cathy’s

defined the respective standings of Cathy and

that,” Cathy said, her

fetched his coat from

“Mr.

it’s such a beautiful day,” Peter replied with a

about walking with Miss Fowler is enough to put me in a

that, Peter picked up his briefcase and headed out with Cecilia walking

on the other hand, felt helpless. There was no reason for her to stay here

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

a lot of girls, Cathy

would come to love her one day. After all, she could be a good wife and take care of everything if he decided to settle down

like Cecilia and that he would love the

her mind, the corner of