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 eternity, he lifted her tenderly

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

they possibly engage in such an intimate

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

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

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

of impatience seemed to

through the French window,

leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring,

dressing, he engaged in conversation with Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the

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

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

to kiss her once

departed,

Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger

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

“These are my

her organic green food. It’s a rare treat for others to

Zoey snorted.

nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that

deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when

darkness

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

dinner, they were supposed

gallantly led Cecilia

boasted a generous size and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a

found herself stunned

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

shyness, “I

laced with tact

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

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

sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

older and smarter than her, but she was

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

he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time

circumstances, Cecilia never

him company

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

in work until the late hours

he found a moment 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 some

atmosphere in the room tensed as she started

people on the bed

“What

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

her son, “Are you going

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the quilt, her eyes glistening

Mark, I couldn’t

and after a while, he

to respond

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

she insisted

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

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

time, she still clung

tenderly and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will

know

She obediently embraced him.

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

also taken aback by

rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m still

to let her

from the fridge and carefully placed them

she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You

Mark was left speechless.

the pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing

it. It appeared that Zoey

of being in love was always

Cecilia to spend one

for the future, he planned to take it one

now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for

Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her

they bumped into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

the roadside, strolled over and tapped on

out of the car

him with a smile, “I thought that

girl hurried over with several shopping

steal a few

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled

Merely a junior…

and a sense of

as his girlfriend even within his

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