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

trepidation settled over

engage in such an intimate act

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

What if an unintended

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

a trace of impatience

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window,

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

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 awakening

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

quilt up to nestle

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

departed, sleep

out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who

night fell and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia

playfully claimed, “These are my own

in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat for others

Zoey snorted.

listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

an enigmatic

feeling that arose within her. It seemed that

darkness was

and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef

supposed to retire to their respective

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his

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

stunned

and inquired, “Surprised by my

of shyness, “I never imagined

words were laced with tact and

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable

he proceeded to brew a pot of

sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we continue

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

playful rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the role

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

mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

the circumstances, Cecilia

she obediently kept him company

and request her assistance with fetching something, and

until the late hours of the

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

their plans. Zoey’s voice

tensed as she

on the bed were slightly

whispered, “What

Mark tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the

entered the room, addressing her

“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 her, much like petting a

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

Mark, I couldn’t

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

refused to

What was he implying?

opting to share the food

insisted on having

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

jumped on him and lightly

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

encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will

know how

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

was also taken aback by her son’s

cigarette and rummaged through the

not about to let her son cook for

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

“You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How

Mark was left speechless.

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

plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and

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

being in love was always

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

he planned to take it one step at a

staying at the Evans mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about

special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as

into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she

roadside,

of the car

smile, “I thought that was your car from

about to respond, his little girl hurried

help but steal a few

her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired, “Mark,

life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark

Merely a junior…

and a sense of

his

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