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 liking

“Haven’t I repeatedly told her to keep away from us? Mark has plenty of subordinates, and if they all come to

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

to be too harsh during

who was

deal with her. You

added before leaving, “I heard that she is leaving

to embarrass Zoey, Cecilia timidly

family in Czanch, and Zoey had won a high reputation. She reluctantly agreed to see Cathy, asking the servant to fetch a

to lead

at Zoey

asked her to

gifts to the butler and said, “It’s the latest black truffle and caviar. It’s best

butler received her gifts with a

discreetly winked at him and asked

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 other. Perhaps you should refrain

gifts, unlike Mark’s 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

hinted at something, causing Cathy’s expression to

appeared as if Zoey was praising Cathy while subtly expressing her dissatisfaction

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

uncomfortable, Cathy adjusted herself

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

after catching the

laid eyes

to see her here, nor was he happy

she was

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

he decided to handle

trousers hidden beneath it. His choice of clothes highlighted his gentle

handed him a hot towel, which Mark used to wipe

and have dinner with us?” Mark

knew when and how to cooperate with

It’s Christmas Eve. I’d better go home. After all, my wife and children are waiting for me to come back so that we can celebrate the

nodded, his smile lingering on his

living room and

her in a natural, casual

later to celebrate the

this, Cecilia, who was in the living room,

Mark

very well that Cathy and she weren’t on good terms, and

request,

she didn’t want to

ran out with the ointment in her

Angela’s Library

still had some ointment on her mouth,

at her heart. She knew Mark like the back of her hand. He was a perfectionist. Cathy guessed Mark wouldn’t

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

Cecilia by the arm and pulled her closer. Noticing her injured mouth, he

that she could see the bite marks she had left on his neck last night. When she

while I was eating turkey,” she

more sensible explanation that would make her

Zoey cooked was really

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

scolded her.

translated to how gently he applied the ointment

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

felt her touch and shot her a glance. “What are you doing? You

flashed a coy

watched in a daze. She was frozen in place, as though her body had been plunged into the depths

Cecilia’s every

After all, Mark was the backbone of

what world would a woman like Cecilia deserve

a gift

A ‘s L I B R A R

time. This one is

present.

alright. Take it,” Mark reassured her, patting

us all

smiled. “You’re

was still hesitant, she had no choice but to

on her clothes, she had to put the gift directly into Mark’s pocket. As she did, Mark watched her quietly from the corner of his eye.

arranging

depress her with these tasks, Mark

Mark was giving orders to the butler, a thought occurred

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

Miss Wilson

this, Cathy’s

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

that,” Cathy said, her lips

took Mark’s arm and fetched

putting it on, she said, “Mr. Garcia,

a beautiful day,” Peter replied

walking with Miss Fowler is enough to put me in

Peter picked up his briefcase and

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

on Mark, an unspeakable sadness

had dated a lot of

was still willing to stay by his side, with the thought that he would come to love her one

in love with a naive girl like Cecilia and that he would love the latter so much to the point of letting go of something truly important to him

crossed her mind, the corner of Cathy’s mouth