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.

exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an

the intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this was

possibly engage in such an

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

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy for

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed to

was cast through the French

Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring,

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

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

to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

he was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep

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

he found

are my own pesticide-free

teased back, “My mother takes great pride in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

enigmatic smile

Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call

darkness was steadily

offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained in

they were supposed to retire to their respective

Mark gallantly led Cecilia

and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added

herself stunned by the

and

“I never

were laced

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

not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of

teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held

mountain of work to tackle, leaving him

Cecilia

obediently kept him company in

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

engrossed in work until the late hours of the

his little girl, intending to make

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

the room tensed as she started twisting the

on the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on the bed,

her son, “Are

smiled and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

conversation 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 playfully caressed her, much

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the

I

his arms, and after a while, he

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

insisted on

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

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled

she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

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

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the

also taken aback by her

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

about to

took out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed

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

Mark was left speechless.

arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls

departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking

had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack

being in love was always

to spend one more weekend

planned to take it one

go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted

go shopping with Peter as her companion,

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

of Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would

on the roadside,

of the

smile, “I thought that

respond, his little girl hurried

couldn’t help but steal

her

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

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort washed over

he introduce her as his girlfriend

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