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.

a passionate exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed

sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this was

in such an intimate act

flutter of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering 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

a condom? What if an

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her

for that very night, they

trace of impatience seemed to

through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace

early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer.

pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed

knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power to

nestle against her

to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep

in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation of

returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother,

are my own

“My mother takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat for others to

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 the vegetables in this

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

her. It seemed that when Mark was

darkness was

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

they were supposed to

led Cecilia

refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of

found herself stunned

nose and inquired,

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

words were laced with tact and

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

Unperturbed, he proceeded

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

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

the circumstances, Cecilia never

him company in the

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

in work until

little girl, intending to make good on his

about to engage in 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

tensed as she started twisting the

two people on the bed were

whispered, “What

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

the room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from

Mark, I couldn’t

a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy

refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

ceased his inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia,

insisted on having

“Shall I wake mom and ask

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

she still clung

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to the

also taken aback by her

cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

was not about to let her son cook for

pizza from the

You should pay attention to your figure. How will you

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

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and

care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the

being in love was

Mark intended for Cecilia to spend

the future, he planned to take it one

of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake

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

into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued

the roadside, strolled over and

of the

smile, “I thought that

little girl hurried over with

but steal a few more

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said,

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed over

as his girlfriend even within his

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