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.

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

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

in such an

of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts

condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her

other, except for that very night, they had refrained from indulging in such intimacy for over six

a trace of impatience seemed

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

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

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

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

quilt up to nestle against her

to kiss her once more, his smile

he departed,

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

returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending to the

claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

“My mother takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s a

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic smile that only

the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out

darkness was steadily

help. Although Mark rarely took

supposed

led Cecilia into his

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

herself stunned

playfully nudged her nose and

“I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be

laced with tact

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

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

took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we continue

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing

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

to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang

Cecilia never voiced

she obediently kept him

assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would gleefully

in work until the late

little girl, intending to make

their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you? I’ve brought you some late night

the room tensed as

people on the bed

whispered, “What should

tucked her into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under

entered the room, addressing her son,

and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from

Mark, I

arms, and after a while,

to

What was he implying?

share the food

hungry, she insisted on

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

yet amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled him

she still clung

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he found Zoey

taken aback by her

cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

was not about to let her son

of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed

chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention

Mark was left speechless.

arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls these

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and

basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey

feeling of being in

relationship had yet to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend

for the future, he planned to take it one

mansion for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for

go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself

an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon

car parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped

stepped out of the

him with a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance.

his little girl hurried over with several shopping

but steal a few more

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her

to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a

his girlfriend even within his

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