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.

a passionate exchange of kisses and affectionate caresses that seemed to linger for an eternity, he lifted her tenderly and gently placed her

trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all,

engage in

only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of

if

supporting himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned her attire

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

moment, a trace of impatience seemed

dipped below the horizon, a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

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

leave her side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the

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

the quilt up to nestle against her pillow,

Mark bent down to

he departed, sleep eluded

chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity of girls in the younger generation of the Evans

and Mark returned from work, he found Cecilia with his mother,

are

in her organic green food. It’s a rare

Zoey snorted.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic

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

the darkness was steadily

Although Mark rarely took on the role of chef

their dinner, they were supposed to retire to

Cecilia into his lavishly

adjacent study added

found herself stunned by the

and inquired, “Surprised by

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

were laced with tact and

somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged

proceeded to brew a pot of

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

rogue, was considerably older and smarter than her, but she was skilled at playing

Mark, reciprocating the affection, held her delicate

of work to tackle, leaving him with scarce free time

Cecilia never voiced a

she obediently kept him company in the

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

until the late hours

tease his little girl, intending to make good on his

to engage in intimacy, an 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

atmosphere in the room tensed as she

two people on the bed

“What

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

entered the room, addressing her son, “Are you going

“Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

Mark, I

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

Cecilia refused to respond

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with Cecilia, who eagerly consumed it

hungry, she insisted on

wake mom and ask her to make some more for

on him and lightly pummeled him with her

played for quite some time, she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering about

never encountered anyone as vocal as

know

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To

taken aback by her son’s

lit a cigarette and rummaged through the

about to let her son cook for

took out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed

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

Mark was left speechless.

sprinkled a handful of

took the plate and departed, suddenly

for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized

being in love

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

planned to take it one

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

with Peter as her companion,

an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

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

roadside, strolled over and

of

smile, “I thought that was

his little girl hurried over with several

couldn’t help but steal a few more

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

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

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a

as his

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