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.

passionate exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted

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

they possibly engage in such

that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate

condom? What if an unintended

deftly

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

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed to

was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace in the

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a

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 fear that she might feel adrift upon

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

up to nestle against her

was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

he departed,

Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

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

“These are my own

her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Mark’s drunken dream,

Mark wore an enigmatic smile

deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that

darkness was

Although

supposed to retire to

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into

and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided a cozy spot

stunned

and inquired, “Surprised by

shyness, “I never imagined my

words were laced with tact and

she meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable

the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her

he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

her, but she was skilled at playing the role

Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with

truth, he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

kept him company

something,

work until the late hours of

tease his little girl, intending to make good on

an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice

tensed as she

the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What should

her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under

her son,

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured

Eventually, Zoey departed.

door closed, Cecilia emerged from the

Mark, I couldn’t

his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you

refused to

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

insisted

cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and

she playfully jumped on him and

she still clung

encountered anyone as vocal as you! I

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

on his slippers, and headed to

aback by her

rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m

to

the fridge and carefully placed them in the

so young anymore. You

Mark was left speechless.

handful of fresh basil,

departed, suddenly realizing

it. It appeared

being in love

Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the

the future, he planned to take it one

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

only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read

bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

but she always knew he would soon

roadside, strolled over and tapped on

out of the car

with a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance. It’s really

about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags, her

steal a few

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense of discomfort

he introduce her as his girlfriend even within

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