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.

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

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

possibly engage in such

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

What if an unintended pregnancy were

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

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

trace of impatience seemed

the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple

early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake you at

with 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

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

quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep eluded

a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity

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

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

great pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare

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 vegetables in

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving

an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

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

darkness

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

supposed to retire to

Cecilia

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

stunned by the

nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised

touch of shyness, “I never

were laced

meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly

subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

playful rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she

for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while savoring the tea she had

tackle, leaving him with scarce

circumstances, Cecilia

she obediently kept him company in

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

work until

playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good on his

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 you? I’ve brought you

in the room tensed as she started twisting the

the

“What

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

room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

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

Mark, I couldn’t

pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired

to respond to his

What was he implying?

ceased his inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia,

insisted on

and ask her

him and lightly pummeled him

quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck,

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

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

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

aback by

and rummaged through the fridge,

however, was not about to let her son cook

frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in the

her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil,

departed, suddenly

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

feeling of being in love was always

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

the future, he planned to take it

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

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

bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon

roadside, strolled over

of the

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

to respond, his little girl

steal a few more

around her

his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense

his girlfriend even within his

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