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 an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the Evans

they possibly engage in

they had engaged in passionate acts without

condom? What if an

deftly unbuttoned her attire

easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

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

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

separated, he vowed to do

pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

down to kiss

he departed, sleep eluded

sought out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the

and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending

are my own pesticide-free

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

Zoey snorted.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream,

enigmatic smile that only

that, Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when

darkness was

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

were supposed

led Cecilia into his lavishly

and decorations. An adjacent study added a

herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and

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

laced with tact

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men,

undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

her, but she was skilled at playing the role

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

tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

him company in

raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and

remained engrossed in work until the late hours of the

to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good

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

room tensed

two people on the bed were

whispered, “What should

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

the room, addressing her

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,

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

Mark, I

pulled her into his arms, and after a while,

refused to

What was he implying?

opting to share the

hungry, she insisted

I wake mom and ask her to make some more for my

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled

quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

“I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found Zoey

was also taken aback by

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

about to let her son

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

young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will

Mark was left speechless.

ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful

and departed, suddenly realizing

Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack wasn’t for him

being in

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

he planned to take it one step at

had been staying at the Evans mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard

Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents

an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

but she always knew he would

parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

stepped out of the car

a smile, “I thought that was

girl hurried over

steal a few

be around her son’s age, so she coughed

life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A

Merely a junior…

heart skipped a beat, and a sense of

as his girlfriend even within his

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