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

knew that she

her shoulder and said, “Didn’t

audibly, but her trembling

gently pulled her back, her tear-stained

she was indeed

age, she was much younger than him and had a childlike temperament

it was wrong, he couldn’t resist lowering

as if she was waiting for him to

met, and their bodies

as they lay entangled, their clothes

Cecilia’s eyes as she felt a hint of sobriety mixed with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s

he was the only one, from beginning to

cried like a little girl, her heart torn

gently brushed his slender fingers against her glamorous face, trying to

in

and the knowledge that it would be difficult

called him “Mark,” everything

had referred to him as

her call him by his name, he felt the weight of their history together—a

their bodies seeking solace

were not of physical pain but of sorrow

cover of night, he indulged himself in this tender

that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all.

Cecilia woke

handsome face magnified before her,

stayed with her the

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

was kicked out of her room, not even having the

a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia approaching him snapped him

here?” she asked, her

turned to

simple white shirt. Despite his age, he exuded a charm that few men could

good last night?” he

flushed, but she tried to act

she replied,

Just so so…

had been on his mind since they were entwined on the bed last night, “You’ve been on

His question was direct.

It might look like she was still waiting for him, hoping that their connection

of his cigarette,

felt a wave of despondency washing over her, and

the cigarette butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer to him. Whispering softly in her ear,

both

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

“Mark!

doing? We’re on the balcony!” she

with his fingers, his determination to make her reveal the truth unwavering, even with sweat

me, did you have sex with

“No! No one else!”

started crying, tears welling up in her

kissing her tears away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing her

away and

immerse himself in her tenderness, knowing he had work to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he

him away,

Mark’s eyes darkened.

was flaring up as he knew she frequently went

her, uncertain if she might fall in love with someone

in his mind, she

considerable risk in setting her free. If she did end up falling for someone else and being

The hatred

But she hadn’t.

every word

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

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

family noticed the shift, but they

afternoon, Waylen and Mark concluded

Waylen found Rena. Although she moved all her things away,

sofa,

slipped from

it up and gently

slender fingers. Whispers

he held her close, and he missed the warmth of

resist laying down beside her, gently cradling

was still in a

insomnia for quite some time,

descended,

noticed the blanket draped over her, and she saw Waylen leaning against the door, silently

cover her with the

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

has returned to Czanch,” Waylen stated

It was getting dark.

care, and Alexis

moment, he had an eerie sense

him on, so

children, she avoided

insisted she

Rena accepted the invitation, but she made sure to leave after the

at his son, urging, “Waylen,

and grabbed the

to take the boy from her arms, saying softly, “Just take

Rena didn’t object.

took Marcus

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

the car, Waylen returned

mirror, he instructed in a hushed

arms was a challenge, so

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

she understood the concept of

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