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.

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

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

in such

their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully

he wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

supporting himself, Mark deftly

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

moment, a trace of impatience

sun dipped below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple

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

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

he vowed to do all

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

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

he departed, sleep

Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the

work, he found Cecilia with his

claimed, “These are

mother takes great pride in her

Zoey snorted.

nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

Mark wore an enigmatic

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

darkness

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

were supposed

Cecilia into his

An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room,

stunned by

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be

laced with tact and

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

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

and took a sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

than her, but she was skilled at playing the

mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held

of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

the circumstances, Cecilia never

him

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

engrossed in work until the

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

about to 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 you? I’ve brought

atmosphere in the room tensed as

on the

“What should we

discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on the bed, feigning

her son, “Are you going to

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a busy

Zoey took a seat.

conversation with the mother and son left Cecilia 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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the

Mark, I couldn’t

tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being

Cecilia refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia,

hungry, she insisted

I wake mom and ask her to make some more for my

playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her

she still clung affectionately to his neck,

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

know

She obediently embraced him.

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

taken aback by

lit a cigarette and rummaged through

to let her son cook

out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge

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.

a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of

plate and departed, suddenly

for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had

feeling of being in love was always

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

to

staying at the Evans mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts

Peter as her companion,

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon outshine her and as a

car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped

stepped out of the

him with a smile, “I thought that was your car

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

help but steal a few

her son’s

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

Merely a junior…

and a sense

her as his girlfriend even

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