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.

and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity,

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

in such

anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without

wearing a condom? What if an

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

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

a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

through

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

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

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

up to nestle against her pillow,

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

he departed, sleep

elder who cherished Cecilia

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

claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

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

Zoey snorted.

son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and feeling her cheeks

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that

feeling that arose within her. It seemed

the darkness

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

they were supposed to retire to

Cecilia into his

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

stunned

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

of shyness, “I

words were laced with

old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

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

teacup and took a sip, he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

circumstances, Cecilia never

she obediently kept him company

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

until the late hours

tease his little girl, intending to make good on his

were about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside.

tensed as she started twisting

people on the bed

Cecilia whispered, “What should

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

entered the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

replied, “Yes, I’ve

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 between his legs and

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the

Mark, I

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

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

share the food

she insisted

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

playfully jumped on him

she still clung affectionately

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

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

taken aback by

cigarette and rummaged through

not about to let her son cook

from the fridge and

so young anymore. You should pay attention to

Mark was left speechless.

pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something

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

in love was always

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

planned to

for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for

Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside,

stepped out of

greeted him with a smile, “I thought that was your car

little girl hurried over with

help but steal a

around her son’s age, so

to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said,

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

as his girlfriend even

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