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.

and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity,

the intimate moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all,

they possibly engage in such

a flutter of 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

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

for that very night, they had refrained from

moment, a trace of impatience seemed

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

reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while

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

Even when separated, he vowed to do all

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

to kiss her once more,

departed,

Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

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

claimed, “These are my

playfully teased back, “My mother takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

said to Cecilia, “Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

enigmatic smile that only deepened

arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call

darkness was steadily

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

their dinner, they were supposed to retire

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly

furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added

found herself stunned by the

and inquired, “Surprised

responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined

laced with tact

bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not

her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a cup with

the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

rogue, was 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 delicate hand with

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

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

him company

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

remained engrossed in work until the

little girl,

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

in the room tensed

the bed

whispered, “What should we

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

the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and

Eventually, Zoey departed.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the

Mark, I couldn’t

her into his arms, and after a while, he

refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who

hungry, she insisted on

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

jumped on him and lightly pummeled him with her

some time, she still clung affectionately to

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

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

taken aback by her son’s

and rummaged through

to let her son

of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

the plate and departed, suddenly

basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey

feeling of being in love

world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at

the future, he planned to

to go out and buy gifts for Rena and

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

into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

prestigious position; but she always knew he would

parked on the roadside, strolled over and

out of the

a smile, “I thought that was your car from a

little girl hurried over with several shopping bags, her

steal a

the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s

to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and

Merely a junior…

and a sense of discomfort

his girlfriend even

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