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.

seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her on the

of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

they possibly engage in such an intimate act

had engaged in passionate

What if an unintended pregnancy were

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

mutual attraction had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy for over

this moment, a trace of

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

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

her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might

when separated, he vowed to do all

nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately

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

departed, sleep

a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia

and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending

are my

her organic green food. It’s a rare treat

Zoey snorted.

to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and

an enigmatic smile that only deepened

within her. It

the darkness was

and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained in

dinner, they were supposed

Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

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

found herself stunned

nose and inquired, “Surprised

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

words were laced with

old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but

response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a cup

took a sip, he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

up behind him, she tenderly embraced him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held

to tackle, leaving him with scarce

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

him company in

and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would

engrossed in work until the

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

the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you? I’ve brought you some late

in the room tensed as she started twisting the

the

“What should we

slippers under the bed. He

the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes

Mark, I

pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do

refused to respond

What was he implying?

to share the

hungry, she insisted on

wake mom and ask her to make

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly

quite some time, she still clung affectionately to

playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

also taken aback by her son’s

a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

about to let

pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them

“You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find a wife

Mark was left speechless.

on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of

departed, suddenly realizing something and

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

being in love was always

intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the

planned to

She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake

with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

of the car

smile, “I thought that was your car from

his little girl hurried over with several

but steal a few

her son’s age, so she coughed

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A

Merely a junior…

and a sense of discomfort washed

his girlfriend even

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