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

intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled

they possibly engage in such an intimate

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 aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help

he wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

deftly unbuttoned her attire with

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

this moment, a trace of

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through

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

dressing, he engaged in conversation with Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear

when separated, he vowed to do all within

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately

to kiss her once more, his

he departed, sleep

engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the

returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending to

“These are my

her

Zoey snorted.

son and brings that girl home, I will

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation

wore an enigmatic smile

within her. It seemed that when Mark was

darkness was

Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself,

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

led Cecilia into his lavishly

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

found herself stunned

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by my

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

words were laced

his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable

her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded

he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the role

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

leaving him

Cecilia never voiced

she obediently kept him

request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would

until the late

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

they were about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s

tensed as she started

the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What should

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

the room, addressing her son,

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a busy

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

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

Mark, I

her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired

refused to

What was he implying?

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

she insisted on having

wake mom and ask her

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

some time, she still clung affectionately to

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to

also taken aback by her

a cigarette and rummaged through the

not about to let

the

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

Mark was left speechless.

handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of

plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking into

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

feeling of being in love was always

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

he planned to

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

Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read

into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

car parked on the roadside,

out of the

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

about to respond, his little girl hurried

steal

appeared to be around her

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed

his girlfriend even

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