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 she was

her shoulder and said, “Didn’t you

her trembling shoulders revealed her

pulled her back, her tear-stained

she was

she was much younger than him and had a childlike temperament that always reminded him of

he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t resist

felt her soft lips, which had opened slightly as

and their bodies

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

sobriety mixed with a daze. Her

heart, he was the only

heart torn between wanting

against her glamorous

coaxed in a low voice, his own emotions swirling

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

she called him

used, and when she had referred to him as

hearing her call him by his name, he felt the weight of their

claimed her tenderly, their bodies

of physical

he indulged himself in this tender moment

calling him ‘Uncle Mark’ later that he couldn’t suppress his lust at all. They surrendered

Cecilia woke

found Mark’s handsome face magnified before her, lying beside her in her

had stayed with her the entire

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

he was kicked out of her room, not even having

of Cecilia approaching him

still here?” she asked, her

turned to face

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

feel good last night?” he asked gently, concerned about

cheeks flushed, but she tried

so so,” she replied, trying to downplay

Just so so…

eyes as he asked a question that had been on his mind since they were entwined on the bed

His question was direct.

him. It might look like she was still waiting for him,

cigarette, his gaze unwavering as

washing over her, and the urge to leave

butt he had just smoked, he pulled her closer to him. Whispering softly in her ear, he asked, “Are they as good as

felt both ashamed

tightened around her waist, and his hand ventured inside her

“Mark!

We’re on the balcony!” she

to make her

me, did you have sex

“No! No one else!”

started crying, tears welling

away, Mark shifted his focus, caressing her

she turned her face away and urged him to stop.

he couldn’t bear to leave her. In a whisper, he spoke lascivious words in her

away,

Mark’s eyes darkened.

jealousy was flaring up as he knew she frequently went on

her, uncertain if she might

his mind,

falling for someone else and

her. The hatred

But she hadn’t.

every word

deep drag, feeling an indescribable sense of

it was inevitable that their relationship would

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

in the afternoon, Waylen and Mark

she moved all her things away, the basic furniture

sofa, tear stains evident on her

slipped from her

and gently covered her with a

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

been a while since he held her close, and he missed

beside her, gently cradling her in his

in a

by insomnia for quite some time, but right now,

the twilight descended, she stirred

over her, and she saw Waylen leaning against

her with

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

uncle has returned to Czanch,” Waylen stated

It was getting dark.

excellent care, and Alexis enjoyed

remained with Waylen in this same house. In this moment, he had an eerie sense of familiarity, as

didn’t want to lead him on, so

two children, she avoided

insisted she stay

the invitation, but she made sure to leave after the

son, urging, “Waylen, see them

and grabbed

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

Rena didn’t object.

Marcus

moment, their hands brushed against each other, stirring something inside him. He raised his eyes

car, Waylen

the rearview mirror, he instructed in

a baby in her arms was

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

she understood the concept

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