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

a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all,

engage in such an intimate act

the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t help but worry about the lack

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were

deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

this moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep over

glow was cast through the French window, bathing the couple locked in an embrace

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

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

knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed

to nestle against her pillow,

he was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

he departed, sleep eluded

with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia

night fell and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia

claimed, “These are

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

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and

enigmatic

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

the darkness was

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

were supposed

led Cecilia into his

was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a

herself stunned by

nose and

a touch of shyness, “I never

laced with tact and

she meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her

Mark not discern the subtle undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea,

sip, he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing the role of the

“Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection,

leaving him with scarce free time to hang

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

she obediently kept him company in

and request her assistance with fetching something, and his

engrossed in work until the late

little girl, intending to

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

room tensed as

the bed

“What should we

discreetly hiding her slippers under the

room, addressing her son, “Are you

“Yes, I’ve

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening

I

a while, he inquired softly, “Do

to respond to

What was he implying?

the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

insisted

her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and

playfully jumped on him and lightly

some time, she still clung affectionately

anyone as vocal as you!

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To

also taken aback by

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

not about to let

pizza from the fridge and

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking into

used it. It

feeling of being in

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

he planned to take it one

couple of days now. She desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard

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

bumped into an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as

the roadside, strolled over

of

thought that was your car from a distance. It’s

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

help but steal a few

the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired, “Mark, this

his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark

Merely a junior…

beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

introduce her as his girlfriend

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