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

trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the

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

What if an unintended pregnancy

one 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 intimacy

of impatience

through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace in the golden

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll

dressing, he engaged 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 might

when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power to care for

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

bent down to kiss her

departed,

sought out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to

returned from work, he found Cecilia

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the

her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed

the darkness was steadily

to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself, he also remained in the

supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into

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

found herself stunned by

her nose and inquired, “Surprised by

touch of shyness, “I never imagined my

words were laced with tact

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men,

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

he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

playful rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the role of

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

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

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

kept him company

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

remained engrossed in work until the late hours of

he found a moment to playfully tease his little girl,

about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark,

room tensed as she

people on the bed were slightly

whispered, “What should we

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

addressing her son, “Are you going

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs

Eventually, Zoey departed.

door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt,

I

tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while,

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

to share the

hungry, she insisted

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

jumped on him and lightly

time, she still clung affectionately to his

never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook

you know

She obediently embraced him.

grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To

taken aback by her

lit a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

not about to let her son

took out slices of frozen pizza from the

“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, believing that it would cater to the taste of

suddenly realizing

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

feeling of being in love was

to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one

the future, he planned to take it one step at a

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 shops in Czanch and wanted to try

only go shopping with Peter

they bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

holding a prestigious position; but she always knew

Mark’s car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped

out of

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

girl hurried over with

but steal a few more

to be around her son’s age,

personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense

introduce her as his

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