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 grand

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

engage in such

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

wearing a condom? What if an unintended

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy

trace of impatience seemed to sweep

sun dipped below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the

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

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 upon awakening

separated, he vowed to do

to nestle

was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

he departed, sleep eluded

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

work, he found Cecilia

are

“My mother takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat for others to

Zoey snorted.

long as he is being a good son

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile

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

the darkness was steadily

Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

generous size and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added

stunned by the

and inquired, “Surprised

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

were laced with tact

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

he proceeded to brew a pot of

and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

but she was skilled

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

leaving him with scarce free time to hang

circumstances, Cecilia

she obediently kept him company

head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his

remained engrossed in work until

to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good

plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you? I’ve brought you some late night

tensed as

people on the bed

Cecilia whispered, “What should

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

the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt,

Mark, I

arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being

to

What was he implying?

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

hungry, she insisted

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

she playfully jumped on him and

for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about her

playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To his surprise,

aback by her

and rummaged

not about to let her son

from the fridge and carefully placed them in the

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something

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

feeling of being in

to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and

future, he planned to take it one step at a

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

Peter

they bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled

of the car

smile, “I thought that was your

little girl hurried over with several shopping

steal

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s age, so she

colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior from my

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed over

he introduce her as his girlfriend even

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