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.

caresses that seemed to linger for

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

in such an intimate act

in passionate acts without fully exploring other aspects of their

a condom? What if an unintended pregnancy were to

himself, Mark deftly unbuttoned

for that very night, they had refrained from indulging

a trace of impatience seemed

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

Cecilia, reassuringly murmuring,

he 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

bounds. Even when separated, he vowed to do all within his Power

the quilt up to nestle

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

departed, sleep

Rena and engaged in a pleasant chat with Zoey, an understanding elder who cherished Cecilia deeply due to

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

claimed, “These are my own pesticide-free

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

Zoey snorted.

son and brings that girl home, I will dig out all the vegetables in this garden

“What girl?”

Cecilia was confused.

a casual tone, Zoey revealed to her the details of Mark’s drunken dream, leaving Cecilia understanding the situation and feeling

her, Mark wore an enigmatic

deny the sweet feeling that arose within her. It seemed that when Mark was inebriated, he would call out

darkness was steadily

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

supposed to retire to their

led Cecilia into

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

found herself stunned

nose and inquired, “Surprised

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

words were laced with tact

style of his bedroom was somewhat old-fashioned; suitable for middle-aged men, but certainly not for younger ones her

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

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

Cecilia’s spirits immediately dampened.

was considerably older and smarter than her, but she

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

truth, he had a mountain of work to tackle, leaving him with

Cecilia never

obediently kept him company

Mark would raise his head and request her assistance with fetching something, and

in work until the late

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

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

in the room tensed

on the bed were

“What should we

into the quilt, discreetly hiding her slippers under

room, addressing her son, “Are you going to

replied, “Yes, I’ve had a

Zoey took a seat.

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

Eventually, Zoey departed.

the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the

I

her into his arms, and after a

to respond to

What was he implying?

share the

hungry, she insisted

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

on him

clung affectionately to his neck,

anyone as vocal as you! I will cook something for

know how

She obediently embraced him.

slippers, and headed to the kitchen. To his

also taken aback

casually lit a cigarette and rummaged through

however, was not about to

the fridge and carefully placed them

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

Mark was left speechless.

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

and departed, suddenly

particularly care for basil but Zoey had used it. It appeared that Zoey had

of being in love

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

he planned to take it

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

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

bumped into an acquaintance on the

It was Jenna Vaughn.

a prestigious position; but she always knew

car parked on the roadside, strolled over

out of the car

“I thought that was your car

girl hurried

help but steal

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

to colleagues, Mark merely smiled and said, “A junior from

Merely a junior…

a sense

he introduce her as his girlfriend even within his

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