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

moment, a sense of trepidation settled over

in such an

anxiety, especially considering that their 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

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

and despite their affection for each other, except for

moment, a trace of

autumnal glow was cast through the

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can

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

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

nestle

down to kiss her once more, his

he departed, sleep eluded

who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation of the Evans

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

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

back, “My mother takes great pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

nonsense! As 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

enigmatic smile that

couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that

the darkness

them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although

dinner, they were supposed to retire

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided a cozy spot for savoring

found herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by my

“I never imagined my boyfriend’s

laced

was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

Mark not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot

took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

than her, but she was skilled at playing the role of

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

leaving him with scarce free time

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

kept him company in the

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

engrossed in work until

tease his little girl, intending to make good on his earlier

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 you some late

tensed as she started

the bed were

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

Mark tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He

room, addressing her son,

and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt, her

I

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

to

What was he implying?

inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

she insisted

and ask her to make some more for my

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled

she still clung affectionately

tenderly and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone

know

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the

aback by

rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m

not about to let her son cook

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

chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find a wife

Mark was left speechless.

a handful of fresh basil, believing that

plate and departed, suddenly

care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the

feeling of being in love was always

to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany her back

for the future, he planned to

days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey.

could only go shopping with Peter as her

they bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

always knew he would soon

the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

stepped out of the car

greeted him with a smile, “I thought that was your

his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags,

couldn’t help but steal a few

be around her son’s age, so

wanting his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a

her as his girlfriend even within

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