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.

and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for

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

engage in such an intimate

only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without

a condom? What if an

Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

mutual attraction had sparked easily, and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they

trace of impatience seemed to sweep

horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

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

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

separated, he vowed to do all within his

the quilt up to nestle against

dressed, Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his

departed,

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

work, he found Cecilia with his mother,

playfully claimed, “These are my own

great pride in her organic green food. It’s

Zoey snorted.

As long as he is being a good son and brings

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

an enigmatic

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

darkness was

Although

supposed to retire to their respective

Cecilia into his lavishly

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

herself stunned by

her nose and inquired, “Surprised by my

of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room to be like

were laced with

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men,

undertones in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a

accepted the teacup and took a sip, he

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

than her, but she was skilled at

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

tackle, leaving him with scarce free time to hang out

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced a

obediently kept him company in the

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

remained engrossed in work until the late hours of

to playfully tease his little girl, intending to

an unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then

the room tensed as she started

on the bed were

“What

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

room, addressing her son, “Are you going

replied, “Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed her,

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the

I

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

to respond to his

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed

she insisted on

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

on him and lightly pummeled him

still clung affectionately to

“I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I

you know how

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his

was also taken aback by her son’s

a cigarette and rummaged through

not about to let her son

from the fridge and carefully placed them in

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

Mark was left speechless.

it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that

and departed, suddenly realizing something

used it. It appeared that Zoey

in love was always

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

for the future, he planned to take it

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

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

they bumped into an acquaintance

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

parked on the roadside, strolled over and tapped

stepped out of the car

him with a smile, “I thought that was your car

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

but steal

her son’s age,

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

Merely a junior…

and a sense of discomfort washed

his girlfriend even

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