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

sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After

possibly engage in

especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

despite their affection for each other, except for that

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

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

kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while

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

bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power

pulling the quilt up to nestle

Mark bent down to kiss

he departed,

and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

returned from work, he found Cecilia

playfully claimed, “These are

back, “My mother takes great pride in her

Zoey snorted.

As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding

Mark wore an enigmatic smile

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

the darkness was

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

dinner, they were supposed to retire to

led Cecilia into his

boasted a generous size and 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

stunned by

playfully nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by my

of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s

laced

old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

was considerably older and smarter than her, but she

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

tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out with

Cecilia never

she obediently kept him company in

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

work until

little

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

in the room tensed as

two people on the

whispered, “What should

her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed.

the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

“Yes,

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.

from the

Mark, I

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

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

ceased his inquiry, opting to share the food with

insisted on

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

him and lightly pummeled him with her

she still clung

remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found

also taken aback by her

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

not about to let her son cook for

out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and

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

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

and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking into

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

feeling of being in love

to spend one more weekend at the

he planned to take it one step

buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard

Peter as

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she

on the roadside, strolled over and

of the car

him with a smile, “I thought that was

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

help but steal a

her son’s age, so she coughed

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

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense

as his girlfriend even within

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