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.

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

a sense of trepidation settled over

they possibly engage in

considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help but worry

What if an unintended pregnancy

himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

mutual attraction had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for

trace of impatience seemed to sweep

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

upon Cecilia, reassuringly

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

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

to nestle

down to kiss her

he departed, sleep

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

from work, he found Cecilia with his mother,

“These are my

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

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

an enigmatic smile that only

that arose within her. It

darkness was

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

were supposed to

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into

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

found herself stunned

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

touch of shyness, “I never

laced

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

response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew

and took a sip, he adopted an

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

beg for mercy. Mark,

to tackle, leaving

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

him company in the

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

in work until the late hours of

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

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

in the room tensed as she started

people on the bed

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

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

room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

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 like petting

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the

I

her into his arms, and after a while,

to respond

What was he implying?

share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

hungry, she insisted on having

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

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her

played for quite some time, she still clung

anyone

you know

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the

taken aback

rummaged through the

however, was not about to let her son cook

slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in the

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

Mark was left speechless.

handful of

suddenly realizing something

didn’t particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the

being in

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

future, he planned to take it one step

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 about some famous cake

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

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

always knew he

roadside, strolled over and tapped

of the car

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

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several shopping

help but steal a few

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s

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

Merely a junior…

a

as his girlfriend even within his

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