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.

and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and

the intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over

possibly engage in such an intimate act

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.

wearing a condom? What if an unintended

deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

attraction had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep over

glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace in the golden

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

Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern

he vowed

to nestle against her pillow, gazing

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

departed,

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

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

“These are my own

back, “My mother takes great pride in her

Zoey snorted.

he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding

an enigmatic smile that only

sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out

the darkness was

them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to

led Cecilia

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

stunned by

her nose and inquired, “Surprised by

responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s

were laced with tact and

of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger

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

accepted the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we

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 innocent

calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with

a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with

Cecilia never voiced

kept him company

request her assistance with fetching something, and his

in work until the late hours of the

moment to playfully tease his little

as they were about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re

tensed as she started twisting the

the bed were

whispered, “What should we

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

entered the room, addressing her son, “Are you

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

prolonged conversation with the 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 playfully caressed her, much like

Eventually, Zoey departed.

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

Mark, I couldn’t

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

Cecilia refused to

What was he implying?

to share the

hungry, she insisted on

mom and ask her to make

amused, she playfully jumped on him

time, she still clung affectionately to

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

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To his surprise,

taken aback

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

about to let her son cook

pizza from the

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

Mark was left speechless.

the pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful

departed, suddenly

It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack wasn’t

in

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

planned to take it one step at a

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

Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion,

they bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a

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

out of the

“I thought that

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

couldn’t help but steal

girl appeared to be around her son’s age, so she coughed and

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed

he introduce her as his girlfriend even

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