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.

to linger for an eternity,

sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia.

possibly engage in

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

if an

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her

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

trace of impatience

below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an

rising early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly

Peter’s

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

to nestle

Mark bent down to kiss her

he departed, sleep eluded

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

work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending to the

claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation

enigmatic smile that

arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated,

the darkness was steadily

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

their dinner, they were supposed to

Cecilia into his lavishly

adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added

stunned by the

nose and inquired, “Surprised by

touch of shyness, “I never imagined

laced with tact

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

Unperturbed, he proceeded to

and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

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

the circumstances, Cecilia never

kept him company

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

engrossed in work until the late hours

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

their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t

room tensed as

the bed

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He then positioned

her son,

replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head

Eventually, Zoey departed.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening

Mark, I couldn’t

a while, he inquired

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

ceased his inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia,

hungry, she insisted

I wake mom and ask

jumped on him and lightly

time, she still clung affectionately to

anyone as vocal

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

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

also taken aback by her

lit a cigarette and rummaged through the

about to let

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

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly

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

being in

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

he planned to take it one step at a

out and buy gifts for Rena

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

into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

but she always knew he

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled

out of the

smile, “I thought that was your car

his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags,

couldn’t help but steal a few

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said,

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense of

her as his

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