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

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

audibly, but her trembling shoulders

her back, her tear-stained

discovered that she

age, she was much younger than him and had a childlike temperament

was wrong, he couldn’t resist lowering

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

their bodies intertwined,

as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray beneath

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

was the only one, from beginning

heart torn between wanting him close

fingers against her glamorous

cry,” he coaxed in a low voice,

staying with her and the

she called him

name she seldom used, and when she had referred to him as “Uncle Mark” before, it excited and thrilled

call him by his name, he felt the weight

bodies seeking

of physical pain but of

of night, he indulged himself in

that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all.

dawn broke, Cecilia

Mark’s handsome face magnified before her,

with her

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

of her room, not even having

calmly smoked a cigarette, until the footsteps of Cecilia

still here?” she asked, her

to face

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

last night?” he asked gently,

but she tried to

so,” she replied, trying to downplay her

Just so so…

entwined on the bed last night, “You’ve been on a lot of blind dates in the past year. Have you had sex with

His question was direct.

him. It might look like she was still waiting for

deep drag of his cigarette, his

of despondency washing over her,

tossing away the cigarette butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer to

both ashamed

tightened around her waist, and his hand ventured

“Mark!

you doing? We’re

to make her reveal the truth unwavering, even with

me, did you have sex

“No! No one else!”

crying, tears welling

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

away and urged him

in her tenderness, knowing he had work to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to

him away, Cecilia hurriedly

Mark’s eyes darkened.

as he knew she frequently

if she might fall in love with someone else one

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

couldn’t blame her. The hatred would

But she hadn’t.

every

another cigarette, he took a deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of

it was inevitable that their relationship

noticed the shift, but they

in the afternoon, Waylen and Mark concluded their

second floor, Waylen found Rena. Although she moved all

on the sofa, tear stains

from her

gently covered

tears from her cheeks with his slender fingers. Whispers escaped him, “I’m right here. Why do

he held her close, and he

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

in a

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

the twilight descended, she stirred

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

he cover her

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

returned to Czanch,” Waylen stated

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

to lead him on, so

cared deeply for her two children,

insisted she stay

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

his son, urging, “Waylen,

up and grabbed the car

take the boy from her arms, saying softly, “Just take Alexis’ hand.

Rena didn’t object.

took Marcus

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

the car, Waylen returned Marcus to

at the rearview mirror, he instructed

was a challenge, so Waylen leaned over

warm and harmonious atmosphere, little Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our kindergarten is having an open house

young age, she understood

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