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

“Didn’t you

her trembling shoulders revealed her emotional

her back, her

discovered that she

him and had a childlike temperament that always reminded

wrong, he couldn’t resist

lips, which had opened slightly as if she was waiting for him to

met, and their bodies intertwined, exchanging warmth and

seemed to lose its meaning as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray

Her slender fingers gently caressed

heart, he was the only one, from

like a little girl, her heart torn between wanting him close and feeling

slender fingers against her glamorous face,

he coaxed in

with his feelings, torn between staying with her and the knowledge that it would

called him

when she had referred to him

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

their bodies seeking solace

physical pain

of night, he indulged himself in this tender

that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all. They surrendered to

Cecilia

handsome face magnified before her, lying beside her in her

stayed with her

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

out of her room, not

calmly smoked a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia approaching him

she asked, her voice slightly

turned to face

white shirt. Despite his age, he

feel good last night?” he

she

so so,” she replied, trying to downplay her

Just so so…

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.

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

deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze unwavering as he studied

washing over her, and the urge

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

both ashamed

waist, and his

“Mark!

are you doing? We’re on the balcony!”

teased her sensitive areas with his fingers, his determination to make her reveal the truth

did you

“No! No one else!”

crying, tears

her tears away, Mark shifted his

her face away and urged him to stop.

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

him away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew

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

his mind, she remained

for someone else and being with them,

blame her. The hatred would be directed

But she hadn’t.

believed every word she

sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than the physical pleasure of the

had been intimate, and it was inevitable that their relationship

but they remained silent, understanding that some things

afternoon, Waylen

the second floor, Waylen found Rena. Although she moved

the sofa, tear

from

and gently covered her

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

had been a while since he held her close, and

laying down beside her, gently

was still in a

by insomnia for quite some time, but right now, she

the twilight descended, she

and she saw

he cover her

in a hoarse voice, ‘Thank you.” She didn’t want to stay

has returned to Czanch,”

It was getting dark.

care, and Alexis enjoyed her time with

an

to lead him on, so she kept her distance, maintaining a

two children, she avoided any emotional entanglements beyond

she

accepted the invitation, but she made sure to leave after

son,

stood up and grabbed

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

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus from

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

car, Waylen

the rearview mirror, he instructed in

baby in her arms was a challenge, so Waylen

the warm and harmonious atmosphere, little Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our kindergarten is having an open house day. All parents need

her young age, she understood the

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