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.

seemed to linger for an

sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

engage in such an intimate

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 help but worry about

if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her

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

moment, a trace of impatience seemed

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in

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

Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His

he vowed to do all within his

nestle against her pillow,

down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep eluded

Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls

work, he found Cecilia with

are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this garden to treat

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken

an enigmatic smile that only deepened

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

the darkness was steadily

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

were supposed to retire to their

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

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

found herself stunned by

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

shyness, “I

were laced

was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not

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

a sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

her, but she was skilled at

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

to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out with

the circumstances, Cecilia

kept him company

fetching something,

remained engrossed in work until the

to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good

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

room tensed as she started twisting

on the

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

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

her son,

“Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from

I

tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who

hungry, she insisted on

“Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some more

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him

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

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

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To his

was also taken aback by her

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through

to let her son

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

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

Mark was left speechless.

a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking into

but Zoey had used it. It appeared that

of being in love was always

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

future, he planned to take it one step at a

She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about

Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in the

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result,

car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on the

out of the

with a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance. It’s

Mark was about to respond, his little girl hurried

help but steal a few more

be around her son’s age, so

personal life to be exposed to colleagues,

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed

as his girlfriend even within

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