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

told her to keep away from us? Mark has plenty of subordinates, and

tone and explained that Cathy was insistent and refused

to be too harsh during Christmas, especially to her son’s

to look at Cecilia, who was bad

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

leaving, “I heard that she is

Zoey, Cecilia timidly nodded and went to apply some

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

the servants to

looked at Zoey

asked her to

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

butler received her gifts with

and asked him

I should have left the responsibility of entertaining you to Mark’s future wife. However, you know

young and inexperienced wife. 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

something, causing

Cathy while subtly expressing her

Zoey had said about Cecilia, Zoey still held a great deal

Cathy adjusted

harsh words directly at

thought Cathy would take her leave after catching the hints, Mark arrived home at

eyes

her here, nor was he happy

was doing. Still, she went to his house.

couldn’t bring himself to

handle this

hidden

a hot towel, which Mark used to

come and have dinner with us?”

always knew when and how to cooperate

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

smile

his head into the living room and deliberately raised

called her in a natural,

the festival. Why don’t you walk him

who was in the

was convinced that Mark was

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

had made the request,

didn’t want to be

deep breath, Cecilia ran out with the ointment

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ointment on her mouth, which made her

strange feeling tugged at her heart. She knew Mark like the back of her hand. He was a

Cathy had anticipated, Mark’s expression crumpled into a

grabbed Cecilia by the arm and pulled her closer. Noticing her injured mouth, he asked her, “What’s going

on his neck last night. When she saw this, memories of their passion the previous night flashed before her eyes, making

while I was eating turkey,” she said

she racked her brain for a more sensible explanation that

Zoey cooked

still squinted, Mark took the ointment from Cecilia’s hand

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

was scolding her, a tenderness in his eyes translated to how gently he applied the ointment to

knew he cared about

was so captivated by Mark’s tenderness that she had totally forgotten about Cathy’s presence. She placed her hand in his trouser pocket and acted like a

touch and shot her a glance. “What are

flashed a

watched in a daze. She was frozen in place, as though her body

every

to be Mark’s wife. After all, Mark was the backbone of the entire Evans family!

would a woman like Cecilia deserve

a gift from

G E L A ‘s L I B

something to Edwin last time.

was embarrassed to accept Peter’s present. After all, she didn’t prepare anything for

reassured her, patting her

all

smiled. “You’re such

Cecilia was still hesitant, she had no choice

into Mark’s pocket. As she did, Mark watched her quietly from the corner of his eye. After a while, he called the butler and

the hostess, Cecilia should be the one arranging everything

with these tasks, Mark decided to

was giving orders to the butler, a thought occurred

around and said to Cecilia, “Honey, why don’t

walk Miss Wilson out as

Cathy’s

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

said, her lips contorted

arm and fetched his

“Mr. Garcia,

day,”

Fowler is enough to put me

briefcase and headed out with Cecilia walking behind

felt helpless. There was

laid her eyes on Mark, an unspeakable sadness took

Mark had dated a lot of girls, Cathy was

thought that he would come to love her one day. After all,

he would love the latter so much to the point of

crossed her mind, the corner of Cathy’s mouth