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.

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

a sense of trepidation settled over

they possibly engage in such an

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

condom? What if an

Mark deftly

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

this moment, a trace of

warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French window, bathing the

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a

in conversation 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

Even when separated, he vowed

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

he was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her

departed, sleep eluded

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

he found

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

takes great pride in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving

her, Mark wore an enigmatic

couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he

darkness

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

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided

stunned by

nudged her nose and

a touch of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be like

words were laced with tact and

style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot

and took a sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

considerably older and smarter than her, but

beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand

work to tackle, leaving him with scarce

Cecilia never

kept him company in the

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

engrossed in work until the late hours of

found a moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending

disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake,

the room tensed

the bed

“What should we

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

room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the quilt, her

Mark, I

pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being

to respond

What was he implying?

inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

she insisted on

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

him and lightly pummeled him with her

for quite some time, she still clung affectionately

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the

taken aback by her

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

was not about to let her son cook

frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed

not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find

Mark was left speechless.

ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of

and departed, suddenly

didn’t particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It

being in love was always

world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more

the future, he planned to take

buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous

shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read

into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued

parked on the roadside, strolled over

stepped out of the car

him with a smile, “I thought that was

respond, his little girl

but steal a

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

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

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense of discomfort

he introduce her as his girlfriend

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