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.

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

moment, a sense of trepidation settled over Cecilia. After all, this was the Evans

engage in such an

engaged in passionate acts

condom? What if an unintended

supporting himself, Mark deftly

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

this moment, a trace of impatience

warm, autumnal glow was cast through

rising early, leaned over to bestow a tender kiss upon Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring, “You can rest a while longer. I’ll wake you at

side despite the pressing matters and Peter’s waiting presence in the study. His concern stemmed from the fear that she might

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

pulling the quilt up to nestle against

to

departed, sleep

elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to the

work, he found Cecilia with his mother, tending to

playfully claimed, “These are

pride in her organic

Zoey snorted.

listen to his nonsense! As long as he is being a good son and brings that girl home,

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

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

at her, Mark wore an enigmatic smile that only deepened her

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

darkness

to help. Although Mark rarely took on the

their dinner, they were supposed

gallantly led Cecilia into his lavishly appointed

adorned with elegant and refined furniture and decorations. An adjacent study added a touch

herself stunned by the

nose and inquired, “Surprised by

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

words were laced with tact

reality, she meant that the style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not

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

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

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

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

tackle, leaving him with

circumstances, Cecilia never voiced

him company

her assistance with fetching something, and his little

work until

his little girl, intending to make good

door disrupted their plans. Zoey’s voice then carried from outside. “Mark, you’re still awake, aren’t you?

atmosphere in the room tensed as she

on the bed

“What

into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers

her son, “Are you going

replied, “Yes, I’ve had

Zoey took a seat.

beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow. Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed her, much like petting a

Eventually, Zoey departed.

closed, Cecilia emerged from the

I

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

Cecilia refused to respond to his

What was he implying?

inquiry, opting to share the

insisted on having

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

on him and lightly

she still clung affectionately to his neck, whispering

“I’ve never encountered anyone as vocal

know

She obediently embraced him.

slipped on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To

taken aback by her son’s

rummaged through the fridge,

was not about to let her son cook for

frozen pizza from the fridge and

“You’re not so young anymore. You should pay attention to your

Mark was left speechless.

the pizza was ready, Zoey arranged it on a delicate plate and sprinkled a handful of fresh basil,

took the plate and departed, suddenly realizing something and breaking

used it. It appeared that Zoey had realized the snack

being in love was always

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

future, he planned to

buy gifts for Rena and Zoey. She had also heard about some famous cake shops

could only go shopping with Peter as

into an

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

the roadside, strolled over and tapped on the

of the car

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

about to respond, his little girl hurried over with several

help but steal

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

his personal life to be exposed to colleagues, Mark merely

Merely a junior…

heart skipped a beat, and a sense of discomfort

her as his girlfriend

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