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

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

engage in such

only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate

What if an

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

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

a trace of impatience seemed to sweep over

warm, autumnal glow was cast through

over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly

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

Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power to care for

the quilt up to nestle

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

from work, he found Cecilia with his mother,

playfully claimed, “These are my

takes great pride in her

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile

within her. It seemed that when Mark

darkness was

them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef

supposed to retire

led Cecilia into his lavishly

adjacent study added

herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined

laced with tact and

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

proceeded to brew a

the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection,

work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time

the circumstances, Cecilia

she obediently kept him company

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

engrossed in work until

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

at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark,

the room tensed as she started twisting

on the bed

“What

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

addressing her son,

“Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

Mark, I

his arms, and after a while,

Cecilia refused to

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

she insisted on having

her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to

amused, she playfully jumped on him

still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about her

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

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To

also taken aback

and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

not about to let her son cook

from the fridge and carefully placed them

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

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

feeling of being in

the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the

he planned to take it one step at a

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

go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark

bumped into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her

Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled

of

him with a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance. It’s

little girl hurried over with several shopping

couldn’t help but steal

around her

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

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

as his girlfriend even

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