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

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

engage in such

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 their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help but worry

condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that

trace of impatience seemed

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

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

the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in

he

pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his

departed, sleep eluded

elder who cherished

fell and Mark returned from work, he found

“These are my own

pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat for others to

Zoey snorted.

long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened

Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It

the darkness was steadily

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

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly

was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided

stunned

and inquired, “Surprised by my

touch of shyness, “I never

words were laced with tact and

the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger

not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a

he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing

for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate

had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him

Cecilia never voiced a

she obediently kept him company in the

would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and

work until the

to playfully tease his little girl,

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 some late

room tensed as she started twisting

on the

Cecilia whispered, “What

her slippers under

addressing her son,

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

I

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

Cecilia refused to respond to

What was he implying?

the food with Cecilia, who

hungry, she insisted on

mom and ask

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

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

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

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his surprise,

was also taken aback by her

a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge,

however, was not about to let her son cook for

frozen pizza from the

chided her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should

Mark was left speechless.

on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would

suddenly realizing something and

particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

being in love

Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at

he planned to take it one step

out and buy gifts

status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in the

an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

Mark’s, holding a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result,

car parked on the roadside, strolled over

out of the

him with a smile, “I thought that was

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

couldn’t help but steal a few more

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

exposed to colleagues, Mark merely

Merely a junior…

a

his girlfriend even within his

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