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 was
tenderly patted her shoulder and said, “Didn’t you go on a
didn’t reply audibly, but her trembling shoulders revealed her emotional
he gently pulled her back, her tear-stained face
she was indeed
she was much younger than him and had a childlike
was wrong, he couldn’t resist lowering his
felt her soft lips, which had opened slightly as if she was waiting for him to
lips met, and their bodies intertwined, exchanging
as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray beneath the
she felt a hint of sobriety mixed with a daze. Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome features, and she whispered hoarsely,
he was the only one, from beginning to
heart torn between wanting him close
brushed his slender fingers against her
Cecilia. Don’t cry,” he coaxed in
feelings, torn between staying with her and the knowledge that it would be difficult for him to walk
she called him “Mark,” everything
she seldom used, and when she had referred
him by his name, he felt the weight of their
her tenderly, their bodies seeking
not of physical pain
cover of night, he indulged himself in this tender moment
help calling him ‘Uncle Mark’ later that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all. They surrendered
dawn broke, Cecilia woke up
Mark’s handsome face magnified before her, lying beside her in
stayed with her
He placed his hand on
her room, not even having the time
a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia approaching him snapped him out of his
she asked, her voice
to face
his iron gray suit pants and simple white shirt. Despite his age, he exuded a charm that
feel good last night?” he asked gently, concerned about
she tried
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. Have you had sex with other
His question was direct.
with anyone else, she didn’t want to tell him. It might
his cigarette,
washing over her,
wouldn’t let 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 ear, he asked,
felt both ashamed
as Mark’s grip tightened around her waist, and his
“Mark!
are you doing? We’re on the balcony!” she
areas with his fingers, his determination to make her reveal the truth unwavering,
did you have
“No! No one else!”
crying, tears welling
kissing her tears away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing her
away and urged
to, yet he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he spoke lascivious words in her ear.
away, Cecilia hurriedly
Mark’s eyes darkened.
he knew
to stop her, uncertain if she might fall in love
all, in his mind, she remained somewhat
taken a considerable risk in setting her free. If she did end up falling for someone else and being with them, Mark knew he
blame her. The hatred would be
But she hadn’t.
believed every
indescribable sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than the physical pleasure
their relationship would change in
members of the Fowler family noticed the shift, but they remained silent, understanding that some
in the afternoon, Waylen
found Rena. Although she moved all her things away,
on the sofa, tear stains evident on her
slipped from
it up and gently covered her with a
cheeks with his slender fingers. Whispers escaped him, “I’m right here. Why do you
he held her close, and he missed
down beside her, gently cradling her in
still in
by insomnia for quite some time, but right now, she was finally sleeping
descended, she
up, Rena noticed the blanket draped over her, and
he cover her with the
She didn’t want to
to
It was getting dark.
care, and Alexis enjoyed
for Rena, she remained with Waylen in this same house. In this moment, he had an eerie
didn’t want to lead him on, so she kept
children, she avoided any emotional entanglements beyond
she stay for
but she made
at his son, urging, “Waylen,
up and grabbed
reached out to take the boy from her arms,
Rena didn’t object.
Marcus from
against each other, stirring something inside him. He raised his eyes to gaze at her, but Rena didn’t respond, carefully placing Marcus in Waylen’s
Waylen returned Marcus
the rearview mirror, he instructed in a hushed
was a challenge,
harmonious atmosphere, little Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our kindergarten
young age, she
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