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

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

in such an intimate

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

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were

himself, Mark deftly

for each other, except for that very night, they had refrained

of impatience seemed

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

rising early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring,

leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that

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

quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately

down to kiss her once more,

departed,

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

and Mark returned from work, he

are my own pesticide-free

takes great pride in her organic green food. It’s a rare treat

Zoey snorted.

good son and brings

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that

that, Cecilia couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call

darkness

them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef himself,

supposed to retire

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his

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

herself stunned by

nose and inquired, “Surprised

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined

laced with

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

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

a sip, he adopted an enigmatic

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

for mercy. Mark, reciprocating

of work to tackle, leaving him with

Cecilia never

she obediently kept him company in

request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl

work until the late hours of

to playfully tease his little

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

room tensed as she started

people on the bed

“What should we

hiding her slippers under

room, addressing her son, “Are you

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening

Mark, I

after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you

Cecilia refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

insisted on

cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to

him and

played for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering

never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his

was also taken aback by

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

however, was not about to let her son

out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and

You should pay attention to your figure. How will you

Mark was left speechless.

ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the

suddenly realizing something and breaking into

it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

in love was

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

for the future, he planned to take it one

now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She

Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read documents in

an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

roadside, strolled over and tapped

stepped out of the car

“I thought that

about to respond, his little girl hurried

help but steal a few

to be around her son’s

to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior

Merely a junior…

a sense

as his girlfriend

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