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.

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

of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

in such an intimate

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

if an unintended pregnancy

himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed to

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a

her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear

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

quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

to kiss her once more, his smile

he departed, sleep eluded

out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

he

“These are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this garden to

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile

her. It seemed

darkness

Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role

dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into his

adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window

herself stunned by

her nose and

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

were laced with tact

style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones

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

a sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

tackle, leaving him with scarce free time

Cecilia never voiced a

kept him

something, and his

engrossed in work until the late

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 you? I’ve brought you some late night

the room tensed as she started twisting the

on the bed

Cecilia whispered, “What

her slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on

addressing her son,

“Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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 a

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the

I couldn’t

pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he

to respond

What was he implying?

share the food with Cecilia,

insisted on having

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

playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

for quite some time, she still clung

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

know how

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to the

aback by

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

however, was not about to let her son cook for

the fridge

chided her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly realizing something and

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

being in

for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans

the future, he planned to

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

with Peter as her companion, while

bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

always knew he would soon outshine her and

parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped

stepped out of the

“I thought that

girl hurried over with several

but steal

her son’s

wanting his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior from

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed

her as his girlfriend even within

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