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, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the Evans

possibly engage in such an

a flutter of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully

if an unintended pregnancy were

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained

of impatience seemed to sweep

the sun dipped below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake you

despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that

bounds. Even when separated, he vowed

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

down to kiss her

departed, sleep eluded

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

work, he found

“These are my own

mother takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare

Zoey snorted.

As long as he is being a good son and brings that

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic smile that only

that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark

darkness was

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

they were supposed to retire

Cecilia into his

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

stunned by

nose and inquired,

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

were laced with tact

the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for

proceeded to brew a pot of

a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the

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

a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

kept him company in

with fetching something,

work until the late hours of

a moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good on his earlier

about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried

tensed as she started twisting

the

“What should

her slippers under

addressing her son, “Are you

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

Mark, I couldn’t

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

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

opting to share the food

insisted on having

wake mom and

him and

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

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

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to

was also taken aback by

cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

was not about to

from the fridge and

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly

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

of being in love was

be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more

to take

the Evans 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

Peter as

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 her and as a result, she

parked on the roadside,

of

that was your car from a distance.

Mark was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several

steal

be around her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired, “Mark,

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

Merely a junior…

heart skipped a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed

he introduce her as his girlfriend even

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