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.

kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he

intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this was

possibly engage in such an intimate

just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she

wearing a condom? What if an

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy for over six

trace of impatience

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

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

Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might feel adrift

her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his

pulling the quilt up to nestle against her

Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his

departed, sleep eluded

understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation

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

“These are my own pesticide-free

her organic green food. It’s a

Zoey snorted.

a good son and brings that girl home,

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken

enigmatic smile that only deepened

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

the darkness

cooking for all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

a generous size and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of

herself stunned by the

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

“I never imagined my boyfriend’s

words were laced with tact and

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her

Mark not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a

the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

older and smarter than her, but

to beg for mercy. Mark,

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

Cecilia never voiced a

she obediently kept him company in

would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry

in work until the late hours

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

Zoey’s

in the room tensed

two people on the bed

“What

quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed.

addressing her son, “Are you going to

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed her, much

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the

Mark, I

after a while,

refused to respond to

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia,

hungry, she insisted on

her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some more for my little

on him and lightly pummeled him with her

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

encountered anyone as vocal

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen.

aback by her son’s

and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m

to let her son

out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in

she chided her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find a

Mark was left speechless.

delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil,

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking

didn’t particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the

of being in love was always

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

for the future, he planned to take it one

of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in

with Peter as her companion, while Mark

into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued their friendship

car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

stepped out of

him with a smile, “I thought that was

his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags,

help but steal

be around her

life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

as his girlfriend even

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