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 she was

shoulder and said, “Didn’t you go on

reply audibly, but her trembling shoulders

he gently pulled her back, her

discovered that she

and had a childlike temperament that

it was wrong, he couldn’t resist lowering

lips, which had opened slightly as

their bodies intertwined, exchanging

lose its meaning as they lay

with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome

the only one, from beginning to

girl, her heart torn between wanting

against

in a

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

called him “Mark,”

she had referred to him as “Uncle Mark” before,

the weight of their history together—a history that involved

her tenderly, their bodies seeking solace in each

physical pain but of sorrow

the cover of night, he indulged himself in this tender moment

his lust at all.

broke, Cecilia woke up

before her,

with her the entire

feeling a bit groggy, Mark woke up when he felt her stirring. He placed his

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

footsteps of Cecilia approaching him snapped him out

here?” she asked, her

to face

in his iron gray suit pants and simple white shirt. Despite his age, he exuded a

you feel good last night?” he asked gently, concerned about her

but she tried to act

replied, trying to

Just so so…

been on his mind since they were entwined on the

His question was direct.

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

drag of his cigarette, his

despondency washing over her, and the urge to leave

cigarette butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer to him. Whispering softly in her ear, he asked, “Are they

both ashamed and

grip tightened around her waist, and

“Mark!

you doing? We’re

Mark teased her sensitive areas with his fingers, his determination to make her reveal the truth unwavering, even with sweat forming

did you have sex

“No! No one else!”

tears welling up

kissing her tears away, Mark shifted his

away

to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he spoke lascivious words in her

him away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew she frequently

to stop her, uncertain if she

all, in his mind, she

setting her free. If she did end up falling for

her. The hatred would

But she hadn’t.

every word she

sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than the physical pleasure of the previous

that their relationship would change in some way when they met

the Fowler family noticed the shift, but they remained silent, understanding that some things were

Waylen and Mark

Although she moved all her

asleep on the sofa,

slipped from her

and gently covered her with a

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

since he held her close, and he missed the warmth

laying down beside her,

still in a

quite some time, but right now,

the twilight descended, she

and she saw Waylen leaning against the door,

cover her

‘Thank you.” She didn’t want to stay alone

uncle has returned to Czanch,”

It was getting dark.

received excellent care, and Alexis enjoyed her time with

remained with Waylen in this same house. In this moment, he had an eerie sense of

want to lead him on, so she kept

her two children, she

she stay

accepted the invitation, but she made sure to leave

glared at his son, urging, “Waylen, see them

up and grabbed

gently reached out to take the boy from her arms, saying softly, “Just take Alexis’ hand. Marcus is quite heavy

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus from

against each other, stirring something inside him. He raised his eyes to gaze at her, but Rena didn’t respond,

the car, Waylen returned Marcus

at the rearview mirror, he instructed

with a baby in her arms was a challenge, so

Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our kindergarten is having an open house day. All parents need to

her young age, she understood the concept of

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