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.

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

settled over

they possibly engage in such

they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had

a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

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

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

the pressing matters and Peter’s

affection for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to

to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

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

he departed,

engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to

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

are my own

pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare

Zoey snorted.

said to Cecilia, “Don’t 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 drunken dream, leaving

an enigmatic

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

darkness was

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

supposed to

Cecilia into his lavishly

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

stunned by the

her nose and inquired,

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

laced

of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but

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

accepted the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

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

circumstances, Cecilia never

she obediently kept him company in the

something, and his little

in work until the late hours of

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

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

room tensed as

the bed

“What

quickly, Mark tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He

the room, addressing her son, “Are you

smiled and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

prolonged conversation with the mother and son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the

I couldn’t

after a while, he inquired softly, “Do

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

his inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

she insisted on

mom and ask her to make some

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled

for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his

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

know

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found Zoey

also taken aback by her

a cigarette and rummaged

about to let

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

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly realizing something and breaking into

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

in love

revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany her back

planned to

and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She

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

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on the

of the

that was your car from

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

couldn’t help but steal a few more

to be around her son’s age, so she

life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

her as his girlfriend even within

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