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.

kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity,

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

possibly engage in such an intimate act

only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their connection. Moreover, she couldn’t

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were

one hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

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

a trace of impatience seemed

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the French

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

the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study.

affection for her knew no bounds. Even when separated, he

quilt up to nestle

he was dressed, Mark bent down to kiss

departed, sleep eluded

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

night fell and Mark returned from work, he

playfully claimed, “These are

great pride in her organic green

Zoey snorted.

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

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and

Mark wore an enigmatic smile

couldn’t deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out her

the darkness was

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

were supposed to retire to their respective

Cecilia into

adjacent study

herself stunned by the

nose and inquired, “Surprised

she responded with a touch of shyness, “I never imagined my

were laced with tact and

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

he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her

took a sip, he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

up 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

the circumstances, Cecilia

kept him company in

would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to

until

tease his little girl, intending to

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

the room tensed as she

on the bed

“What should

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

her son, “Are you

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes

I

pulled her into his arms, and after a while,

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

hungry, she insisted on having

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

jumped on him and lightly pummeled

clung affectionately to his neck, whispering

anyone as vocal as you! I will cook

know how

She obediently embraced him.

and headed to the kitchen. To his

was also taken aback by her

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

was not about to let her son cook

the fridge and carefully placed them in the

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

Mark was left speechless.

a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls these

departed, suddenly realizing

used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

in love

intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at

future, he planned to

out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She

to Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as

they bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued their friendship

recognized Mark’s car parked on the roadside,

of the car

him with a smile, “I thought that

his little girl hurried over with several shopping bags, her face

help but steal a

her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired,

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

Merely a junior…

a sense

introduce her as his girlfriend even within

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