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

shoulder and said, “Didn’t you go on a date? What

reply audibly, but her trembling shoulders revealed her emotional

gently pulled her back, her tear-stained face was

discovered that she was indeed

and had a childlike temperament that always reminded him of the

wrong, he couldn’t

had opened slightly as if she was waiting for

bodies intertwined, exchanging warmth

its meaning as they lay entangled, their clothes

she felt a hint of sobriety mixed with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome features,

the only one, from beginning

girl, her heart torn between wanting

against her glamorous face, trying to

cry,” he coaxed in a low

and the knowledge that it would be difficult for

moment she called him “Mark,”

and when she had referred to him as “Uncle

felt the weight of their history together—a history that involved a woman who

tenderly, their bodies seeking

were not of physical pain but of

of night, he indulged himself in this tender moment

suppress his lust at all. They surrendered to their dormant love

broke, Cecilia woke up

handsome face magnified before her, lying beside her in her

stayed with

stirring. He placed his hand on her waist and softly asked, “Did

room, not even having the time

footsteps of Cecilia approaching him

still here?” she

to

looked composed in his iron gray suit pants and simple white shirt. Despite his age, he exuded a charm that few men

night?” he asked gently, concerned

but she tried to

so,” she replied, trying to downplay

Just so so…

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

His question was direct.

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

a deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze

a wave of despondency washing over her, and

butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer

felt both ashamed

grip tightened around her waist, and his hand

“Mark!

doing? We’re on the balcony!” she

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

did you have sex with

“No! No one else!”

then started crying, tears

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

face away and urged

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

away, Cecilia

Mark’s eyes darkened.

was flaring up as he knew

she might fall in

all, in his mind, she remained somewhat

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

her. The hatred would be directed solely

But she hadn’t.

believed every word

he took a deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of

inevitable that their

they

afternoon, Waylen and Mark concluded their

Although she moved all her things away, the

lay asleep on the sofa, tear stains evident

from her

up and gently

away the cold tears from her cheeks with his slender fingers. Whispers escaped him,

since he held her

beside her, gently cradling her in

in a

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

descended, she

blanket draped over her, and she

he cover her with

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

returned to

It was getting dark.

care, and Alexis enjoyed her time with

Rena, she remained with Waylen in this same house. In this moment, he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as if they had never divorced, and

didn’t want to lead him on, so

she cared deeply for her two children, she

she stay for

the invitation, but she made

his son,

promptly stood up and grabbed

boy from her arms,

Rena didn’t object.

took Marcus from

other, stirring something inside him. He raised his eyes

car, Waylen returned Marcus to

rearview mirror, he instructed in

up with a baby in her arms was a

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

young age, she understood the concept of

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