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.

affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity,

moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all,

engage in such an intimate

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 help but worry

What if an unintended pregnancy

himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

attraction had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they

a trace of impatience seemed

sun dipped below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace in the

a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer.

in conversation with Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence

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

the quilt up to nestle against her

down to kiss her

departed,

in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

Mark returned from work, he found

claimed, “These are my

in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic

despite that, Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out

the darkness was steadily

for all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the

their dinner, they were supposed

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

generous size and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and

stunned by the

nose and

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

laced with

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

subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

a playful rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the role of the

up behind him, she tenderly embraced him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating

truth, he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

kept him company in

Mark would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something,

work until the late

playfully tease his little girl, intending

unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then

tensed as she started twisting

two people on the

Cecilia whispered, “What

her slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on

addressing her son,

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a busy

Zoey took a seat.

left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and

Eventually, Zoey departed.

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

Mark, I couldn’t

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

Cecilia refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

his inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia,

hungry, she insisted on

and ask her to make some more for

amused, she playfully jumped on him and

clung affectionately

never encountered anyone as vocal as you!

you know

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his

taken aback by her son’s

and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

however, was not about to let her

slices of frozen pizza from the

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly realizing something and breaking into

didn’t particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the

being in love

to spend one more weekend

he planned to take

out and buy gifts

Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while

they bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

was a colleague of Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over

out of the car

thought that was your car from a distance. It’s

respond, his little girl hurried over with several shopping

help but steal a few

beautiful girl appeared to be around her

his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of

her as his

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