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

“Didn’t you go

but her trembling shoulders revealed her

her

discovered that she

she was much younger than him and had a childlike temperament

was wrong, he couldn’t

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

met, and their bodies intertwined,

seemed to lose its meaning as they lay

Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome

he was the only one,

heart torn between

brushed his slender fingers against her

in a low voice, his own

feelings, torn between staying with her and the knowledge that

the moment she called him “Mark,”

had referred to him as “Uncle

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

claimed her tenderly, their bodies seeking solace

of physical pain but of sorrow and

indulged himself in

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

Cecilia woke up

face magnified before her, lying beside her in her

had stayed with

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

out of her room, not even having

footsteps of Cecilia approaching him snapped him out

here?” she asked,

to face

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

last night?” he asked

she tried to act

so,” she replied,

Just so so…

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 the past year.

His question was direct.

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

cigarette, his

felt a wave of despondency washing over 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

both

waist,

“Mark!

We’re on the

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

did you

“No! No one else!”

tears

away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing her gently to satisfy

face away and

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

him away, Cecilia

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew she frequently

her, uncertain if she

all, in his mind, she remained

taken a considerable risk in setting her free. If she did end up falling for someone else and being with them, Mark knew he would

blame her. The hatred would be directed

But she hadn’t.

believed every

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

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

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

afternoon, Waylen and

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

sofa, tear

slipped from

picked it up and gently

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

he held her close, and he missed the warmth of

couldn’t resist laying down beside her, gently cradling her

still in

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

descended,

the blanket draped over her, and she saw Waylen leaning

cover her with the

She didn’t want to stay alone with him, so she stood up and hurriedly made

has returned to Czanch,” Waylen

It was getting dark.

excellent care, and Alexis enjoyed her time with

house. In this moment, he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as if they had never divorced,

lead him on, so she kept her

she cared deeply for her two children, she avoided

insisted she

the invitation, but she made sure to leave

his son, urging, “Waylen, see them

and

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

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus

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

Waylen returned Marcus

mirror, he instructed

was a challenge, so Waylen

Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our kindergarten

young age, she understood

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