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.

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

moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia.

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

condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

and despite their affection for each other, except for that very night, they had

moment, a trace of impatience seemed to sweep

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

reassuringly murmuring, “You can

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

bounds. Even when separated, he vowed

blushed, pulling the quilt up to nestle against her pillow, gazing affectionately at

to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep

chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending to

playfully claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

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

Zoey snorted.

he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only

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

darkness was steadily

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

were supposed to retire to their respective

gallantly led Cecilia into

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

found herself stunned by

and inquired, “Surprised

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

laced

reality, she meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but

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

the teacup and took a sip, he adopted an

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

but

mercy. Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate hand

work to tackle, leaving him with scarce

circumstances, Cecilia

obediently kept him company

something, and his little girl would gleefully scurry around to fulfill his

until the late hours of the

his little girl, intending to make good

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

room tensed as she started twisting

on the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What

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

entered the room, addressing her son, “Are you

“Yes,

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

emerged from

I

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

to respond to

What was he implying?

to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly

she insisted on having

jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her

jumped on him and lightly

time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about her

and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal as you! I

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

aback by her son’s

and rummaged through the

was not about to let her son cook

the fridge and carefully placed them in

her son, she chatted, “You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention

Mark was left speechless.

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

the plate and departed, suddenly realizing

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

being in love

to be revealed to the world. Mark intended for Cecilia to spend one more weekend at the

for the future, he planned to take it one step

She desired to go out and buy

status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion,

an acquaintance on

It was Jenna Vaughn.

position; but she always knew he would soon outshine her and as a result, she valued their friendship

parked on the roadside, strolled over

of the

“I thought that was

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

couldn’t help but steal

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

colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A

Merely a junior…

skipped a beat, and a sense of

he introduce her as his girlfriend even within

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