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.
exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her on the
a sense of trepidation settled over
engage in such
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 the lack of
if an unintended pregnancy
Mark deftly unbuttoned her
each other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy
a trace of
horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace in
kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake you at dinner
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 from the fear that she might feel adrift
affection for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power to care for
nestle against her pillow,
to kiss her once
he departed,
a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger
returned from work, he found Cecilia with his
playfully claimed, “These are my
in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat
Zoey snorted.
to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables
“What girl?”
Cecilia was confused.
to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving
wore an enigmatic smile that
despite that, Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was
darkness
of cooking for all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although
supposed to retire to
led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed
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
stunned by
playfully nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised
shyness, “I never imagined
were laced with tact
his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her
subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a cup with
a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall
Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.
a playful rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was
Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one
a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him
the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced
she obediently kept him company in the
Mark would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to
work until the late hours
a moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make
were about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you? I’ve brought
in the room tensed as
two people on the bed were
whispered, “What should
discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on the
room, addressing her son, “Are you
smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve
Zoey took a seat.
feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his
Eventually, Zoey departed.
from the quilt, her eyes glistening with
Mark, I
a while, he inquired softly,
Cecilia refused to respond to his
What was he implying?
the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed
she insisted on
pinched her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some more for
playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with
clung affectionately to his neck,
playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for you
you know how
She obediently embraced him.
grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he
was also taken aback
cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m
to let her son cook
from the fridge and
“You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention
Mark was left speechless.
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 these
suddenly realizing something and
it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack
being in love was always
world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend
to
staying at the Evans mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted to try
with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in
bumped into an acquaintance on
It was Jenna Vaughn.
she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a
Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on
of the car
little girl
but steal
thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her
to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and
Merely a junior…
and a sense of discomfort
his girlfriend
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