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

intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

possibly engage in such an

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 help but worry about

if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed

horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window,

reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a

reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in

separated, he vowed to do all within his Power to

quilt up to nestle

to kiss her once more,

departed,

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

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

are

great pride in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

being a good son and

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the

her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that

the darkness

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

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into

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

herself stunned by the

her nose and inquired, “Surprised

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

laced with tact

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

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

she accepted the teacup and took a sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she

up behind him, she tenderly embraced him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while savoring the tea she had offered

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

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

kept him company

assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to fulfill his

until

moment to playfully tease his little

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

in the room tensed as she started

people on the bed were slightly

whispered, “What

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

the room, addressing her son,

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

conversation with the mother 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.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

Mark, I couldn’t

a while, he inquired softly, “Do

to

What was he implying?

share the food with Cecilia, who

insisted on having

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

jumped on him

she still clung

“I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as

know how

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen.

also taken aback by her son’s

rummaged through the

was not about to let

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

anymore. You should pay attention to your figure.

Mark was left speechless.

the pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls

plate and departed, suddenly realizing something

had used it. It appeared

being in

to spend one more weekend at the

the future, he planned to

to go out and buy gifts

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

they bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

roadside,

out of

that was your

about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

help but steal a few

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

to be exposed to colleagues,

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense of discomfort

he introduce her as his

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