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.

passionate exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the

they possibly engage in

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

he wearing a condom? What if

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with

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

of impatience seemed

glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked

Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can

and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might feel adrift upon

he vowed

quilt up to nestle against

he was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

he departed,

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

from work, he

claimed, “These are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

to Cecilia, “Don’t listen to 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

enigmatic smile

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

darkness

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

supposed to retire to their

Cecilia into his

elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of

herself stunned by

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

responded with a touch of shyness, “I

words were laced with tact and

was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly

not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

but she was skilled at playing

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

of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out

circumstances, Cecilia never

obediently kept him

request her assistance with fetching something,

work until the

playfully tease his little girl, intending to make good

were about to engage in intimacy, an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried

tensed as she

people on the

whispered, “What should we

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

entered the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

and replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

I couldn’t

into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

hungry, she insisted on

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

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

for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to

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

know

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to the kitchen.

also taken aback by

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

not about to let her son

took out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something

used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

of being in love was

yet to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany her

he planned to take

for a couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in

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

bumped into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

the roadside, strolled over and tapped

out of the

with a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance. It’s really

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several shopping

help but steal a few

be around her son’s age, so she coughed

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

Merely a junior…

and a sense of discomfort

as his girlfriend even

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