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.

kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted

a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all,

in

blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

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

this moment, a trace of

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

a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You

despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His

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

quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

bent down to kiss her once more, his

departed, sleep

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

Mark returned from work, he found

claimed, “These are

takes great pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

to her the details of Mark’s drunken

an enigmatic smile

within her. It seemed that when Mark

the darkness was steadily

them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the

they were supposed to retire to

led Cecilia into his

refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to

herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

“I never imagined my

were laced with tact and

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

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

a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but she was skilled at

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

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

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

she obediently kept him

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

engrossed in work until the late hours of

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,

the room tensed as

people on the

“What should

quickly, Mark tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He

addressing her

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

with 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.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes

Mark, I

arms, and after a while, he inquired softly,

Cecilia refused to

What was he implying?

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

insisted on having

pinched her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and

him and lightly

still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

also taken aback by her son’s

a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m

to

the fridge

You should

Mark was left speechless.

sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls

plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and

but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack

in love was always

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

planned to

now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous

to Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion,

bumped into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

car parked on the roadside,

out of the car

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

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

but steal

to be around her

to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense of discomfort

his girlfriend even

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