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

they possibly engage in

the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t

if an

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

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

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

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

no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

he departed, sleep eluded

she sought out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation

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

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

son and brings that girl home, I will dig out

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that

feeling that arose within her.

darkness was

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

they were supposed

Cecilia into

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 a cozy spot for savoring

found herself stunned by the

nudged her nose and

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

words were laced with tact

meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her own

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

sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

but she was skilled at

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

truth, he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

him company in the

request her assistance with fetching something, and his

until the

moment to playfully tease 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 outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t

the room tensed as

the bed were slightly

whispered, “What should we

slippers under the bed.

room, addressing her son, “Are

and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

prolonged conversation with the mother and son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to

Eventually, Zoey departed.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from

I

and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

she insisted on having

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

on him

still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about her

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

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

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

aback by

cigarette and rummaged through

was not about to let her

from the

You should

Mark was left speechless.

a handful of fresh basil, believing

took the plate and departed, suddenly

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

in love

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

for the future, he planned to take it one step at

a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also

Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in

bumped into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside,

of the

smile, “I thought that was your car

little girl hurried over with several shopping bags, her

couldn’t help but steal a

appeared to be around her

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a

as his girlfriend even within

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