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.

linger for an

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was

they possibly engage in such an intimate

flutter of anxiety, especially considering that their relationship had 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

What if an

Mark deftly unbuttoned

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

of impatience seemed to

a warm, autumnal glow was cast through the

bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You

with 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 feel adrift upon

when separated, he vowed to do all within his

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

Mark bent down to kiss her once more, his smile radiating

departed, sleep eluded

in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the scarcity

he found Cecilia with his

“These are my own pesticide-free

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

Zoey snorted.

Cecilia, “Don’t listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

a casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving

wore an enigmatic smile

sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was

the darkness was

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

their dinner, they were supposed

Cecilia into

generous 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 seat provided a cozy spot for

herself stunned

nose and inquired, “Surprised by

responded with a touch of shyness, “I

were laced

was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for

in her response? Unperturbed, he proceeded to brew a pot of tea, handing her a cup

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

leaving him with scarce free time

the circumstances, Cecilia never

him company

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

remained engrossed in work until

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

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

tensed as she started twisting

people on the bed were slightly

Cecilia whispered, “What should we

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

her son, “Are you

“Yes, I’ve had a busy

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

from the quilt, her eyes

I

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

refused to

What was he implying?

inquiry, opting to share the

hungry, she insisted on

mom and ask her to make some more for my little

playfully jumped on him and lightly pummeled

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

tenderly and playfully remarked, “I’ve never encountered anyone

you know how to

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his

was also taken aback

cigarette and rummaged through the

to let her son cook for

out slices of frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in the

anymore. You should pay attention to your figure. How will you find a wife

Mark was left speechless.

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

departed, suddenly realizing something and

it. It appeared that

feeling of being in love was always

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

for the future, he planned to take it

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

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

they bumped into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

a prestigious position; but she always knew he would soon

car parked on the roadside,

stepped out of the

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

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

steal a

appeared to be around her

to colleagues,

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense of

as his

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