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.

for an

settled over

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 help but worry

What if an unintended pregnancy

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

their affection for each other, except for that very night,

a trace of impatience seemed to

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

tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer.

matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the

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

quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing

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

he departed, sleep eluded

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

he found Cecilia with his mother, tending

“These are my

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

Zoey snorted.

long as he is being a good son and brings that

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

her the details of Mark’s

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out her

darkness was steadily

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

dinner, they were supposed to retire

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into

and was adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch of antiquity to the

herself stunned by the

playfully nudged her nose and inquired, “Surprised by my

a touch of shyness, “I never

words were laced

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

Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew

teacup and took a sip, he adopted

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

tenderly embraced him, playfully calling him “Uncle Mark” to beg for mercy. Mark, reciprocating the

he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving

Cecilia never voiced a

obediently kept him company

Mark would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and

in work until the late hours

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

unexpected knock at the door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark,

tensed as she started twisting the

the bed

whispered, “What should

hiding her slippers under the

addressing her

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

the mother and son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with

I couldn’t

his arms, and after a while, he

to

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

she insisted on having

mom and ask

on him and lightly

clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

her tenderly and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for

know how to

She obediently embraced him.

grinned, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the

was also taken aback by

cigarette and rummaged through the

was not about to let her son

of frozen pizza from the fridge

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

Mark was left speechless.

and sprinkled a handful of fresh

departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking

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

in love was

for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the Evans mansion and then accompany her back

to take it one step at

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

with Peter as her

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

on the roadside, strolled over

of

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

was about to respond, his little girl hurried over with

steal a few

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

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

Merely a junior…

a

introduce her as his

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