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.

that seemed to linger for an eternity,

a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

in such an intimate

only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring

if an unintended pregnancy

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

other, except for that very night, they had

moment, a trace of impatience

the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

upon Cecilia, reassuringly

and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might feel

knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do

up to nestle against

dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more,

he departed, sleep eluded

Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia

he found Cecilia with

are my

great pride in her organic green

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 out all

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and feeling

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that

her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out her

the darkness was

Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely

dinner, they were supposed to retire

led Cecilia into

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

found herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by

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

were laced with tact and

the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her own

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

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

circumstances, Cecilia never

him company in

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

until the late hours of the

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

intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you? I’ve brought you some late

room tensed as

two people on the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What

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

addressing her

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

I couldn’t

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

refused to

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia,

insisted

affectionately pinched her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some more

she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with

some time, she still clung affectionately

playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone

know how

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his

also taken aback by her

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

about to let her son

from the fridge and carefully placed

she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it

and departed, suddenly

but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

being in love was always

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

the future, he planned to

mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had

Peter

into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

car parked on the roadside, strolled over

of the

with a smile, “I thought that was your car

respond, his little girl hurried over

but steal

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired, “Mark,

wanting his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed

his girlfriend even within his

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