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

and said, “Didn’t you go

reply audibly, but her trembling shoulders revealed her

her

that she was indeed

a childlike temperament that always reminded him of

knew it was wrong, he couldn’t resist

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

bodies intertwined, exchanging warmth

to lose its meaning as they lay entangled, their clothes

sobriety mixed with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome features, and she whispered hoarsely, “Mark,

was the only

little girl, her heart

brushed his slender fingers against her glamorous face, trying

Cecilia. Don’t cry,” he coaxed in a

with her and the knowledge that it would be

the moment she called him “Mark,”

she seldom used, and when she had referred to

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

their bodies seeking

not of physical pain

indulged himself in

at all. They surrendered to their dormant love and affection, their

dawn broke, Cecilia woke up

before her, lying beside her

with

stirring. He placed his hand on her

her room, not even having the

of Cecilia approaching him snapped him out

you still here?” she asked, her voice

to

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

night?” he asked gently, concerned about her

cheeks flushed, but she tried to

so so,” she replied,

Just so so…

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

His question was direct.

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

took a deep drag of his cigarette, his

over her, and the urge to leave consumed

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

both ashamed

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

“Mark!

you doing? We’re on the balcony!” she

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

did you have sex

“No! No one else!”

then started crying, tears welling

kissing her tears away, Mark shifted his

her face away and urged him

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

away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew

to stop her, uncertain if she might

in his mind,

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

The hatred would

But she hadn’t.

every

deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than

was inevitable that their relationship would change

members of the Fowler family noticed the shift, but they remained silent, understanding that some things

Waylen and Mark

Although she moved all her things away, the basic furniture

the sofa, tear stains

from her

up and gently covered her

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

he held her

her,

in

quite some time, but right now, she was finally sleeping

the twilight descended, she

up, Rena noticed the blanket draped over her, and she saw Waylen leaning against the

he cover her with

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

returned to

It was getting dark.

care, and Alexis enjoyed her time

this same house. In this moment, he had an eerie sense

him on, so she kept her distance, maintaining a cold

two children, she avoided any emotional entanglements beyond

insisted she stay

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

son, urging, “Waylen, see them

and grabbed the car

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

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus from

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

car, Waylen returned Marcus

mirror, he instructed in a

arms was a challenge, so Waylen leaned over to help

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

young age, she understood the concept

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