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.

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

settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the

they possibly engage in

that their relationship had only just blossomed. Pondering the implications, they had engaged in passionate acts without fully exploring

wearing a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

hand supporting himself, Mark deftly

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

this moment, a trace of

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

over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest

engaged in conversation 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

separated, he vowed to do all within

to nestle against her

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

he departed,

engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished

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

“These are my own

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

Zoey snorted.

to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he

the darkness was steadily

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

supposed to retire to

Mark gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly

refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch

stunned by

nose and inquired,

touch of shyness, “I never imagined my boyfriend’s room

laced

his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men,

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

he adopted an enigmatic tone, asking, “Shall we

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

her, but she was skilled at

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

mountain of work to tackle, leaving

the circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

obediently kept him

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

work until the late hours of the

his little girl, intending

door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake,

tensed as she

on the bed were

“What should

the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under the bed.

addressing her son, “Are

and replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her

Mark, I couldn’t

and after a while, he

to respond

What was he implying?

opting to share the food with

hungry, she insisted on having

affectionately pinched her cheek, jesting, “Shall I wake mom and ask her to make some more for

amused, she playfully jumped on him and lightly

quite some time, she still clung affectionately to

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

you know

She obediently embraced him.

headed to the kitchen. To his surprise, he

taken aback by her son’s

lit a cigarette and rummaged through

to let her son cook

frozen pizza from the fridge and carefully placed them in

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

Mark was left speechless.

ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil, believing that it would cater to the taste of young girls

suddenly realizing something

basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that

of being in love was always

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

the future, he planned to take it one step

to go out and buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops in Czanch and wanted to

Mark’s special status, Cecilia could only go shopping with Peter as her companion, while Mark

into an

It was Jenna Vaughn.

she always knew he would soon outshine

car parked on the roadside, strolled over and

out of

“I thought that was your car from

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

help but steal a few

appeared to be around her son’s age, so she coughed and inquired,

to be exposed to colleagues,

Merely a junior…

a beat, and a sense

her as his girlfriend even

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