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

her shoulder and said, “Didn’t you go on

didn’t reply audibly, but her trembling shoulders revealed

gently pulled her back, her tear-stained face was revealed

discovered that she was

was much younger than him and had a

was wrong,

opened slightly as

lips met, and their bodies intertwined, exchanging warmth and

its meaning as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray beneath the

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

the only one, from

little girl, her heart torn between wanting him

fingers against her

he coaxed in a low

and the knowledge that it would be difficult for him

the moment she called

and when she had referred to him as “Uncle

by his name, he felt the weight of their history

their bodies

not of physical

the cover of night, he indulged himself in this tender moment

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

Cecilia woke up

magnified before her, lying beside her in her

had stayed with her the

he felt her stirring. He placed his

he was kicked out of her room, not

of Cecilia approaching him snapped him out

here?” she asked, her

turned to face

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

he asked gently, concerned about her

flushed, but she tried to act

she replied, trying to downplay

Just so so…

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

His question was direct.

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

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

wave of despondency washing over her, and the urge

her waist and the other tossing away the cigarette butt he had just smoked, he pulled

both ashamed

around her waist, and his hand ventured inside her clothes.

“Mark!

you doing? We’re on the balcony!”

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

me, did you

“No! No one else!”

crying, tears welling up

his

face away and urged him to

had work to attend to, yet he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he spoke lascivious words in her ear. “I felt good last

him away,

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew

if she might fall in love with someone

his mind, she

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

her. The hatred would be

But she hadn’t.

believed every word

another cigarette, he took a deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of psychological satisfaction—more thrilling than the physical pleasure of

that their relationship would change in some way when they met

shift, but they remained silent, understanding that some things were

Waylen and Mark

found Rena. Although she moved all her things

lay asleep on the sofa, tear

from her

it up and gently covered her

cheeks with his slender fingers. Whispers escaped him, “I’m right here. Why do you miss a man from the

her

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

was still in a

time, but

the twilight descended, she

her, and she

her with

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

to Czanch,”

It was getting dark.

excellent care, and Alexis enjoyed her

for 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

on, so she kept her distance, maintaining a

she cared deeply for her two children, she

she stay

the invitation, but she made sure to leave after the

at his son, urging, “Waylen,

promptly stood up and grabbed

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

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus from

him. He raised his eyes

Waylen

mirror, he instructed in

baby in her arms was a challenge, so Waylen leaned

Alexis looked up and happily announced, “Our

her young age, she understood the concept of

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