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.

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

a sense of trepidation settled

possibly engage in such

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.

condom? What if

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

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

moment, a trace of impatience seemed

cast through the French window,

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

her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s

he

pulling the quilt up to nestle against

was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

he departed, sleep eluded

sought out Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation of the Evans

fell and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

playfully teased back, “My mother takes great pride in her

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic

deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated,

darkness was

all of them, and Cecilia offered to help. Although Mark rarely took on the

their dinner, they were supposed

led Cecilia

An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the room, and the

found herself stunned

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

touch of shyness, “I never

were laced with tact

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

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

the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

considerably older and smarter than her, but she was

“Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand with one hand while savoring the

mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free

Cecilia never voiced

she obediently kept him company in

and request her assistance with fetching something, and his

work until the

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

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

tensed as she started twisting the

the bed

whispered, “What should

quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed. He then positioned himself on

room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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 even playfully caressed her, much like

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from

Mark, I couldn’t

tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy

refused to respond

What was he implying?

the food with Cecilia,

hungry, she insisted on having

I wake mom and ask her to make some more for my little

on him

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

remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as

know how

She obediently embraced him.

on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To

aback by

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

not about to let her son cook

of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in the

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

Mark was left speechless.

handful of fresh basil, believing that it

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and

for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey

of being in

revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to

to take it one

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

status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion,

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

on the roadside, strolled over

of the

a smile, “I thought that

Mark was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

but steal

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her

wanting his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior from my

Merely a junior…

a sense of discomfort

introduce her as his girlfriend even within his

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