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 was

said, “Didn’t

audibly, but her trembling shoulders

he gently pulled her back, her

that she was indeed

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

knew it was wrong, he couldn’t resist

opened slightly as if she was

met, and their bodies intertwined, exchanging warmth and

as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray

Her slender fingers

the only one, from beginning to

little girl, her heart

his slender fingers against her glamorous

in a low

the knowledge

moment she called him “Mark,”

she seldom used, and when she had referred to him as

he felt the weight of their

tenderly, their bodies seeking

of physical pain but of

night, he indulged himself in this

later that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all. They surrendered to their dormant love and affection, their passion reignited like

broke, Cecilia woke up

found Mark’s handsome face magnified before

with her the

woke up when he felt her stirring. He placed his hand on her

of her room, not even having

a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia approaching him snapped

still here?” she asked, her voice

to

simple white shirt. Despite his age, he

he

cheeks flushed, but she tried to

so so,” she replied, trying

Just so so…

on the

His question was direct.

want to tell him. It might look like she was still waiting

took a deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze unwavering as he

of despondency washing over her, and

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

felt both ashamed

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

“Mark!

We’re on the balcony!”

her sensitive areas with his fingers, his determination to make

did you have sex

“No! No one else!”

then started crying, tears welling up in her

away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing her gently to

face away

to, yet he couldn’t bear to

him away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

was flaring up as he

to stop her, uncertain if she might fall in love with someone else one

all, in his mind, she remained

considerable risk in setting her free. If she did end up falling for someone else and being with them, Mark knew he would never find peace within himself

The hatred would be directed solely

But she hadn’t.

believed every

drag, feeling an indescribable sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than the physical pleasure

their relationship would change in some way

they remained

in the afternoon, Waylen and Mark concluded their

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

sofa, tear

slipped from her

gently covered her

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

held her close, and

laying down beside her, gently cradling her

in

by insomnia for quite some time, but right now, she was finally sleeping like

descended, she

her, and she saw Waylen leaning

her with

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

to Czanch,”

It was getting dark.

and Alexis enjoyed her

moment, he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as if they had never divorced, and

him on, so she kept her

children, she avoided any emotional entanglements beyond

she

Rena accepted the invitation, but she made sure

at his son, urging, “Waylen, see

promptly stood up and grabbed the

boy from her

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus

He raised his eyes to gaze at her, but Rena didn’t respond, carefully placing Marcus in

car, Waylen returned Marcus to

mirror, he instructed in a

her arms was

and happily announced, “Our kindergarten is having an open house day. All parents

age, she understood the

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