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.

caresses that seemed to linger for an

sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this

they possibly engage in such an intimate act

that 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 about

he wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire with the

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

of impatience seemed to sweep

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

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

in conversation with Cecilia, reluctant to leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in

for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power

nestle against her pillow,

bent down to kiss her once more,

departed,

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

returned from work, he found Cecilia

“These are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this garden to

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

enigmatic smile

her. It seemed that when

darkness was steadily

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

supposed to retire to

led Cecilia into

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

herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired,

with a touch of shyness, “I never

laced with tact

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

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

a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone,

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

smarter than her, but

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

leaving him with scarce free time

Cecilia never voiced a

kept him company in

head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would

work until the late hours

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

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

the room tensed as

on the

whispered, “What should

into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers

her son, “Are you

smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

Whenever she attempted to move, Mark

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the

Mark, I

his arms, and after a

Cecilia refused to

What was he implying?

his inquiry, opting to share the

insisted

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

jumped on him and

clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

anyone as vocal as

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

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

was also taken aback

lit a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring,

about to

from the fridge and

young anymore. You

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing

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

in love was always

revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one

he planned to take it one step at

desired to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted

only go shopping with Peter

they bumped into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

parked on the roadside,

stepped out of the car

a smile, “I thought that was your car from a distance.

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

but steal a

thought the beautiful girl appeared to be around her son’s

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

Merely a junior…

heart skipped a beat, and a sense of discomfort washed over

her as his girlfriend even within

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