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.

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

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

they possibly engage in

just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring

a condom? What if an unintended

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

of impatience seemed to

was cast through the French window, bathing the

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

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

Even when separated, he vowed to do

pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

to kiss her

he departed, sleep eluded

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

night fell and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with

“These are my own

“My mother takes great pride in her organic green food.

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

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

darkness was

Although Mark rarely took on the role

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to their respective

Cecilia into his lavishly

and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the window seat provided

stunned by

nose and inquired, “Surprised by

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be

words were laced

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable

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

sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

her, but she was skilled

behind him, she tenderly embraced him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while

of work to tackle, leaving him with

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

obediently kept him

fetching something, and his little girl

until the

found a moment to playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good on his earlier

knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside.

atmosphere in the room tensed as she started twisting the

people on the

Cecilia whispered, “What

her slippers under the bed. He then

room, addressing her son,

and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening

Mark, I couldn’t

tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly,

to respond to his

What was he implying?

inquiry, opting to share the food with Cecilia,

insisted on having

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

playfully jumped on him

time, she still clung affectionately to his

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

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

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

aback

rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

was not about to let her son cook

slices of frozen pizza from the fridge

she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find a wife

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 taste of young girls

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking

care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack wasn’t for him

of being in love

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

for the future, he planned to take

buy

with Peter as her companion, while Mark himself read

into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon

roadside, strolled over and tapped on the

of the

thought that

to respond, his little girl hurried over

but steal a few

around her son’s age, so she

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

Merely a junior…

and a sense of discomfort washed

he introduce her as his

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