A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1061-1070

At times, he didn’t even know whom to blame. ©

Or, who should bear the burden of guilt.

The atmosphere felt a little somber, and Rena couldn’t help but feel down as well.

Whenever he spoke to her in such a gentle manner, she couldn’t help but imagine that they had returned to the past.

But going back was never easy, especially when they had reached this point.

Looking at Waylen, tears welled up in Rena’s eyes as she said, “It’s better for us to remain like this now.”

Waylen wasn’t known for being tender with women, but Rena had a way of melting him.

He was no stranger to romantic feelings and could sense that Rena desired him, but she was also afraid.

He didn’t approach her aggressively, instead gently running his fingers through her long hair, he murmured, “Ill return the diary and voice recorder to you.”. ©

Rena was taken aback by his words.

He got up to retrieve the items. After a moment, he placed them in her hand. She lifted her head slightly, and her lips parted slightly as if she was about to say something.

He truly wanted to kiss her.

To kiss her passionately, with his tongue…

He knew that in truth, she couldn’t get him off her mind.

Waylen leaned in closer, and her long eyelashes fluttered nervously.

But he hadn’t kissed her in the end.

Rena felt a bit embarrassed.

He smiled softly and lightly brushed her soft, red lips with his thumb. “Don’t see me as a substitute! If you want to kiss me, you should tell me.”

He was infuriating. Rena darted away with the diary and the recorder pen.

Waylen didn’t chase after her.

He sat quietly, reminiscing about his conversation with Mark last night.

After a while, Rena’s face resurfaced in his mind.

He believed he truly liked her. Otherwise, why would he willingly let his sister be with that ‘old man!

Their lovemaking session last night had been intense. He wasn’t deaf. How could he not hear it?

The bedroom door creaked open as Mark stepped inside.

He found Cecilia diligently cleaning the room and changing the bed sheets.

It was a shame that she had to take on this task herself, too embarrassed to order the servants to handle the aftermath of their passionate night.

Mark quietly observed her for a moment, realizing that household chores weren’t her forte.

Although she tried her best, the sheet wasn’t coming clean, and she ended up getting her clothes wet in the process.

“Let me do it,” Mark whispered, stepping closer to her.

Cecilia’s cheeks turned crimson, and she couldn’t meet his gaze since the memories of last night flooded her mind.

Mark gently held her shoulders and guided her to the side.

Cecilia didn’t argue with him and washed her hands silently.

He didn’t mind taking over, knowing well how to handle household chores from his college days when he lived in a rental apartment and manage everything on his own.

With dexterity, he cleaned the sheet.

It took longer than usual due to the intensity of their lovemaking.

Finally, the pinkish sheet was hung on the balcony to dry.

However, Mark didn’t leave.

Instead, he leaned against the balcony, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the delicate hue of the sheet, reminiscent of Cecilia’s sweet personality, with his narrow and long eyes.

As he looked back on last night, he knew it was an accident.

After chatting with Korbyn, he had intended to return to his own room to rest.

However, he found Edwin lying on his bed, exhaling warm breath through his nose.

The child was a testament to his and Cecilia’s relationship.

As he stared at his son silently while sitting on the edge of the bed, he couldn’t help but feel captivated by his exquisite appearance.

At that moment, the sound of high heels echoed from downstairs.

He knew he shouldn’t have gone out, considering Cecilia was the only person returning home at that hour.

Unable to resist the longing to see her again, in the end, he had stepped out.

‘She was tipsy.

When she looked at him with her watery eyes, she exuded a charming femininity mixed with innocence that he found hard to resist.

“Did you drink?” he inquired, gently holding her up.

Too drunk to evade him, she looked straight into his eyes.

It was a gaze that stirred something within him—a mixture of longing and desire due to the pile of work and recent abstinent lifestyle.

Despite these feelings, he remained composed and guided her to her bedroom.

As she lay on the soft bed, he handed her a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table.

“Drink some water and take off your clothes before going to sleep,” he advised in a caring manner.

Her crystal-clear eyes remained fixed on him for a while.

Then, she buried her face in the quilt, careful enough not to make a sound

that

and said, “Didn’t you go on a

audibly, but her trembling shoulders revealed her emotional

gently pulled her back, her tear-stained face was revealed

discovered that she was indeed

than him and had a childlike temperament that always reminded him of the

he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t

had opened slightly as

lips met, and their bodies intertwined,

they lay entangled,

she felt a hint of sobriety mixed with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed

her heart, he was the

girl, her heart torn between wanting him close

brushed his slender fingers against her glamorous face, trying

in

his feelings, torn between staying with her and the knowledge that it would be difficult

called

and when she had referred to him as

felt the weight of their history together—a history that involved a woman who bore

her tenderly, their bodies seeking solace

physical pain but

he indulged himself in this

that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all. They surrendered

broke, Cecilia woke up

face magnified before

had stayed with

Mark woke up when he felt her stirring. He placed his hand on her waist and softly asked, “Did you

he was kicked out of her room, not even having the time to

of Cecilia approaching

are you still here?” she asked, her

to

iron gray suit pants and simple white shirt. Despite his age, he exuded a charm that few men could

night?” he asked gently, concerned

flushed, but she tried to act

so so,” she replied, trying to downplay her

Just so so…

were entwined on the bed last night,

His question was direct.

with anyone else, she didn’t want to tell him. It might look like she was still waiting for

deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze unwavering as he

over her, and the urge to leave

her go so easily. With one hand around her waist and the other tossing away the cigarette butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer to him. Whispering softly in her ear, he asked, “Are they

felt both ashamed and

Mark’s grip tightened around her waist, and his hand ventured inside her

“Mark!

you doing? We’re on the

sensitive areas with his fingers, his determination to make

did you have sex with

“No! No one else!”

crying, tears

kissing her tears away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing

she turned her face away and urged

he had work to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to

him away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

was flaring up as he knew she frequently went on blind

was powerless to stop her, uncertain if she might fall in love

mind, she remained somewhat

setting her free. If she did end up falling for someone

The hatred

But she hadn’t.

every

another cigarette, he took a deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of psychological satisfaction—more

was inevitable that their relationship would change in some way when they

Fowler family noticed the shift, but they remained

afternoon, Waylen and Mark concluded

the second floor, Waylen found Rena. Although she moved

lay asleep on the sofa, tear stains evident on

slipped from her

up and gently covered her with

the cold tears from her cheeks with his slender fingers. Whispers escaped him, “I’m right here. Why do you miss a

a while since he held her close, and he

resist laying down beside her,

still in

quite some time, but right now, she was

twilight descended, she stirred

and she

he cover her with the

a hoarse voice, ‘Thank you.” She didn’t want to stay alone with him, so she stood up and hurriedly

to

It was getting dark.

and Alexis enjoyed

In this moment, he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as

didn’t want to lead him on, so she kept

she cared deeply for her two children, she

she

the invitation, but she made

son, urging, “Waylen, see

up and grabbed the car

Waylen gently reached out to take the boy from her arms, saying softly, “Just take Alexis’ hand.

Rena didn’t object.

took Marcus

other, stirring something inside him. He raised his eyes to gaze at her,

the car, Waylen returned Marcus to

the rearview mirror, he instructed in a hushed

arms was a challenge, so Waylen leaned over to

harmonious atmosphere, little Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our

she understood the concept of

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