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.

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

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

in

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

if an unintended pregnancy were to

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

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

this moment, a trace of impatience

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

Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer.

dressing, he engaged in 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 awakening

knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her

to kiss

he departed, sleep

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

Mark returned from work, he

claimed, “These are

pride in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

Cecilia, “Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and feeling her cheeks

Mark wore an enigmatic smile

feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was

darkness

cooking for all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained in

they were supposed to

led Cecilia

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

stunned

nose and

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

laced with

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

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

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

but she was skilled at playing

him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while savoring the

work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to

circumstances, Cecilia never

kept him company

his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl

engrossed in work until the late hours of the

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

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?

in the room tensed as she

two people on the

Cecilia whispered, “What should

slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on the bed,

addressing her son, “Are

and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

I

and after a while, he inquired softly,

refused to

What was he implying?

the food with Cecilia,

insisted on having

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

jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

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

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

know

She obediently embraced him.

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

was also taken aback by her son’s

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

not about to let her son

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

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

Mark was left speechless.

handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls these

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing

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

being in

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

he planned to take it one step at a

buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted

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

they bumped into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over

stepped out of the

thought that was your car from

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

couldn’t help but steal a few more

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

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

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense

as his girlfriend even within his

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