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.

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

settled over Cecilia. After all,

they possibly engage in

of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t

wearing a condom? What if

himself, Mark deftly

for that very night, they

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

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

pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed

Even when separated, he vowed to do all within

quilt up to nestle

he was dressed, Mark bent down to

he departed, sleep

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

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

are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic smile that

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

darkness

cooking for all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role

supposed

gallantly led Cecilia into

study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided a cozy

stunned by

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to

were laced with

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

he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a cup

took a sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

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

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

obediently kept him company in the

something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to

work until the

little girl, intending to make good on his

to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re

the room tensed as she started twisting the

people on the

“What should

quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He then positioned

her

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

I

after a while, he inquired softly,

refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

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

insisted on

jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her

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

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To

was also taken aback by her son’s

and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m

to

of frozen pizza from the

“You’re not so young anymore. You

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something

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

of being in love

intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany

future, he planned to take it one step

days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about

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

bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

a colleague of Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as

the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

out of the

that was your car from a distance.

his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags,

but steal a few more

around her son’s age, so she

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense

his girlfriend even within

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