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.

kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her on

of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

engage in such an

had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help but

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

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 impatience seemed

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

tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring,

side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s

he vowed to do all within

quilt up to nestle against her

was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once

he departed, sleep

she sought out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who

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

“These are my own pesticide-free

pride in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

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

“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

an enigmatic smile

sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated,

darkness was

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

they were supposed to retire to their respective

Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a

herself stunned by

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by

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

words were laced with tact and

was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly

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

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

considerably older and smarter than her, but she was

Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while

had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving

the circumstances, Cecilia never

him

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

work until the late hours

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

an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t

in the room tensed

the

“What

her slippers under the bed. He then positioned

the room, addressing her son,

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt,

I

arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do

to respond

What was he implying?

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

insisted

mom and ask her to

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly

some time, she still clung

“I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for you

know

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to

aback by

lit a cigarette and rummaged

however, was not about to let her son

pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in

not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How

Mark was left speechless.

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

suddenly realizing something and

used it. It

being in

had yet to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany her back to

he planned to take it one step at

days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts

go shopping with Peter as her companion,

bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

she always knew he

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

out of the car

thought that was your car from a

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

couldn’t help but steal

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior from my

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed

introduce her as his girlfriend even

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