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.

passionate exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an

the intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

possibly engage in such an intimate act

the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help but worry about the lack of

condom? What if an unintended

himself, Mark deftly

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

trace of impatience seemed to sweep over

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

tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly

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

for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to

up to nestle against her

bent down to kiss her

he departed, sleep

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

work, he found

are my own pesticide-free

pride in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

said to Cecilia, “Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and feeling her cheeks

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only

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

the darkness

to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he

they were supposed to retire to their

Cecilia into

decorations. An adjacent study added a touch

herself stunned by the

and inquired,

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined

words were laced with

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew

she accepted the teacup and took a sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at

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

mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

obediently kept him company

something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to fulfill

in work until the late hours

a moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending to

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

in the room tensed as she started

on the bed were

“What should we

slippers under the

addressing her son, “Are

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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.

door closed, Cecilia emerged from

I couldn’t

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

Cecilia refused to

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

hungry, she insisted on

jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to

she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her

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

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

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen.

taken aback by

rummaged

was not about to let

slices of frozen pizza from the

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

Mark was left speechless.

the pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls these

suddenly realizing something and breaking into

basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that

being in love

had yet to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the

planned to take it one step at

mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted to

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

an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

was a colleague of Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued their

Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

of

“I thought that was your car

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

but steal

to be around her

to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

a sense

her as his girlfriend even within

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