A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1171-1180

No, no, no.

She needed to focus on their relationship…

*

Two weeks later, Rena finalized her divorce from Waylen

During this period, Alexis turned one month old. After completing the necessary formalities,

Mark arrived to pick up Rena and take her to Czanch, with Cecilia in tow.

Rena was immersed in her pain and didn’t delve into many thoughts.

In the Evans residence in Czanch, Zoey expressed her concern for Rena, holding her granddaughter while reprimanding Waylen.

Cecilia felt a twinge of embarrassment.

After glancing at Cecilia, Mark instructed the butler, “Rena will stay in her usual room. Clean

Mark lowered his head, kissed her and, in a husky voice, said, “I’m leaving.”

As he pulled away, Cecilia rose from the chair, straightened his shirt, and handed him his briefcase. Part of Mark wished he could tuck her into it and take her with him.

Before departing, he added in a hushed tone, “I’ll take Rena back to Czanch in a few days.

You should come with me.”

Cecilia was surprised by this.

The future of her brother and Rena remained uncertain. Was it appropriate for her to go to

Czanch?

Mark recalled his mother mentioning that he called out a girl’s name during his dream. He smiled and reassured her, “it’s alright. I’l be there with you.”

After lingering in a passionate embrace with Cecilia for a prolonged moment, Mark finally bid his farewell.

In another private dining room, Peter was having his meal. Spotting Mark as he emerged, Peter playfully quipped, “Mr. Evans, you seem to be in good spirits.”

“How can I be in a good mood with so many matters to attend to?” Mark retorted, yet a smile betrayed his words.

He knew deep down that Cecilia brought him immense joy.

Inside the room, Cecilia scrutinized the card Mark had given her over and over again. It was a gift from her beloved.

Then, she delicately sniffed the amulet necklace. It bore Mark’s scent, for he had taken it out from his pocket, leaving it slightly warm.

Blushing, she immersed herself in the aroma, evoking memories of that unforgettable night.

She found it hard to fathom that Mark was considerably older than her but his prowess in bed was undeniable.

Despite his occasional brusqueness, he made her climax several times that night.

Trying to redirect her thoughts, Cecilia pinched her thigh, wondering why she entertained such notions during daylight hours.

No, no, no.

She needed to focus on their relationship…

*

Two weeks later, Rena finalized her divorce from Waylen

During this period, Alexis turned one month old. After completing the necessary formalities, Mark arrived to pick up Rena and take her to Czanch, with Cecilia in tow.

Rena was immersed in her pain and didn’t delve into many thoughts.

In the Evans residence in Czanch, Zoey expressed her concern for Rena, holding her granddaughter while reprimanding Waylen.

Cecilia felt a twinge of embarrassment.

After glancing at Cecilia, Mark instructed the butler, “Rena will stay in her usual room. Clean up the guest room across from the east side and have Miss Fowler stay there.”

The butler was momentarily taken aback.

Wasn’t the guest room across from the east side situated right opposite Mark’s bedroom?

Hesitating for a moment, the butler inquired, “Will she disturb you?”

Mark gently waved his hand and replied, “Do as I say.”

Once the butler left, Zoey approached Mark, her eyes filled with curiosity and asked, “Is this girl named Cecile?”

Although Zoey was old, she had heard it clearly last time when her son called the girl’s name.

Mark didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and his face flushed slightly. Given his age, if he were to be romantically involved with a girl much younger than him, no one would believe him, and he might be subjected to ridicule.

His had too many things to take into considerations except for his own feelings.

Mark skillfully evaded his mother’s inquiry and said, “Mom, you’re mistaken. This is Waylen’s little sister, Cecilia, not Cecile.”

Zoey gazed at her son and trusted his explanation.

Considering that Waylen’s sister was around the same age as Rena, it was inconceivable for Mark to have engaged in a cradle-snatching affair.

Zoey’s hope was more or less dashed.

In her eyes, Cecilia possessed an exquisite beauty.

After their lengthy journey, they retired to their respective rooms to rest following a delightful dinner.

Cecilia’s stay was planned for a week.

Traveling light, she had packed merely about three sets of clothes. As she unpacked her belongings, she eagerly anticipated going to check on Rena later.

Unbeknownst to her, an intruder entered the room soundlessly, proceeding to lock the door.

A firm hold on Cecilia’s slender waist, accompanied by the man’s warm breath caressing her neck, sent waves of pleasure, rendering her weak and helpless. In the throes of ecstasy, she couldn’t resist whimpering.

Mark’s gentle touch traced her thin waist.

of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and

of trepidation settled

engage in

anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in

condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night,

trace of

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an

kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake

in conversation with Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the

for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her

was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed,

Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due

fell and Mark returned from work, he found

are my own

mother takes great pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this garden

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only

despite that, Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was

the darkness

to help. Although Mark rarely took

dinner, they were supposed to retire

led Cecilia into

with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the

stunned

and inquired,

of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be like

laced

the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but

response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew

took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled

“Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while savoring the tea she

had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out

circumstances, Cecilia never

kept him

his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little

remained engrossed in work until the late

moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good on his

engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t

the room tensed as she

the bed were

“What should

tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed.

room, addressing her son,

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the quilt, her eyes

I

into his arms, and after a

to respond

What was he implying?

his inquiry, opting to share the

hungry, she insisted on having

and ask her to make some more for my little

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

kissed her tenderly and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal

know how

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found Zoey

also taken aback by

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through

about to let her son

pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in

her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay

Mark was left speechless.

was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that

suddenly realizing

care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack wasn’t for him after

being in love

the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at

the future, he planned to take it one step at

for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey.

with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in the

an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

was a colleague of Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued their friendship

on the roadside,

out of

that was your

girl hurried over

help but steal a few

beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired,

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of

he introduce her as his girlfriend even within his

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