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

patted her shoulder and said, “Didn’t you

but her trembling

gently pulled her back, her tear-stained face

she

she was much younger than him and had a childlike temperament

wrong, he couldn’t resist

felt her soft lips, which had opened slightly as if she was

met, and their bodies intertwined,

meaning as they lay entangled,

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

the only one,

heart torn between wanting him close

slender fingers against her glamorous face, trying to comfort

Cecilia. Don’t cry,” he coaxed in a low voice,

her and the knowledge that it would be difficult for him

the moment she called

referred to him as “Uncle Mark” before,

now, hearing her call him by his name, he felt the weight

her tenderly, their bodies seeking solace in each

not of physical pain

cover of night, he indulged himself in this tender moment

lust at all. They surrendered to their dormant love and affection, their passion reignited like gasoline meeting

broke, Cecilia woke

magnified before her, lying beside her in her

stayed with her

felt her stirring. He

her room, not even having the time to fasten

calmly smoked a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia

you still here?” she asked, her

to face

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

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

flushed, but she tried to act

so so,” she replied, trying

Just so so…

over the words, narrowing his eyes as he asked a question that had been on his mind since they were entwined on the bed last night, “You’ve been on a lot of blind dates in

His question was direct.

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

deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze

a wave of despondency washing over her, and the urge

Mark wouldn’t let her go so easily. With one hand around her waist and the other tossing away the cigarette butt he had

both

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

“Mark!

doing? We’re

determination to make her reveal the truth unwavering, even with

you have sex with

“No! No one else!”

started crying, tears welling up in her

shifted his focus, caressing her

her face away and urged

her tenderness, knowing he had work to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he spoke lascivious words

away,

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew

if she might fall in love with someone else one

mind, she remained

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

her. The hatred would

But she hadn’t.

believed every

sense

intimate, and it was inevitable that their relationship would change in some way when they met

shift, but they

the afternoon, Waylen and Mark

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

on the sofa, tear stains evident

from

up and gently

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

he held her

beside her,

in a

by insomnia for quite some time, but

the twilight descended, she stirred

over her, and she

he cover her with the

her long hair, Rena said in a hoarse voice, ‘Thank you.” She didn’t

returned to Czanch,” Waylen stated

It was getting dark.

excellent care, and Alexis enjoyed her

he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as if

want to lead him on, so she

she cared deeply for her two children, she avoided any emotional entanglements beyond

insisted she stay for

Rena accepted the invitation, but she

glared at his son,

up and grabbed

reached out to take the boy from her arms, saying softly,

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus

raised his eyes to gaze at her,

inside the car, Waylen returned Marcus to

mirror, he instructed in

was

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

young age, she

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