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 an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the

engage in such an

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

What if an unintended pregnancy were to

deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

this moment, a trace of impatience

through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace

rising early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake

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

when separated, he

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his

departed,

with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia

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

“These are my own pesticide-free

“My mother takes great pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic smile that only

that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark

the darkness was

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

were supposed to retire to their respective

Mark gallantly led Cecilia

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

herself stunned by the

her nose and inquired,

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I

laced

his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to

the teacup and took a sip, he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the

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

to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang

Cecilia never voiced a

obediently kept him company in

fetching something,

remained engrossed in work until the late hours of the

tease his little girl, intending to

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

tensed as

people on the

“What should we

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

entered the room, addressing her son,

replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed her, much

Eventually, Zoey departed.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

I

after a while, he inquired softly,

to respond

What was he implying?

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

she insisted on having

I wake mom and ask

amused, she playfully jumped on him

still clung affectionately to his

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

know how

She obediently embraced him.

grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen.

aback

a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m still

to

slices of frozen pizza from the

anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing

the plate and departed, suddenly

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

being in love

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

to take

out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had

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

an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside,

stepped out of

a smile, “I thought that was your car from a

about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags, her

couldn’t help but steal

around her son’s

be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense of

introduce her as his girlfriend even

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