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.

linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her on the

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

engage in such

flutter of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her

for that very night, they

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep over

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

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

Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might

he vowed to do all within

up to nestle against her

bent down to kiss her

departed, sleep eluded

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

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

are

takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

enigmatic smile that

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

darkness

Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained

dinner, they were supposed to retire to

Mark gallantly led Cecilia

with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room,

stunned by the

nose and inquired, “Surprised

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

were laced with tact

the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable

discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded

a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at

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

of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce

circumstances, Cecilia never

him

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

work until the late hours of

he found a moment to playfully tease his little

knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t

tensed as she started

two people on the bed

“What should we

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

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

smiled and replied, “Yes,

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.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes

I couldn’t

his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you

to respond

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

insisted on

mom and ask her

him and lightly pummeled him with her

she still clung

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

know

She obediently embraced him.

to the

also taken aback

rummaged through

however, was not about to let her

out slices of frozen pizza from the

“You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil,

the plate and departed, suddenly

It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack

being in love was

relationship had yet to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany

he planned to take it one

and buy

status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents

they bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

parked on the roadside, strolled over and

of the

thought that was your car from a distance. It’s really

to respond, his little girl hurried

steal a

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

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

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

introduce her as his girlfriend even within

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