A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1681-1690

Mark headed down to prepare the dinner.

Cecilia quickly tidied the room and then delved into reading the script.

This particular drama, suggested by Rena for its match to Cecilia’s act, cast her as a sophisticated lady, a role Cecilia was eager to embody.

Cecilia found the role appealing. The script held her in its enchanting grip.

When Mark ascended the stairs to invite her for dinner, she glanced up and experienced a twinge in her neck.

Mark grabbed the script and flipped through a few pages. He couldn’t contain his laughter.

Cecilia felt a touch of frustration due to embarrassment. The script seemed somewhat childish, but as a newcomer, she couldn’t jump into a serious drama at once.

She reached for the script, inadvertently brushing against him. But by accident, she bumped into him.

Their bodies tumbled onto the couch, entwining as they overlapped, creating a romantic scene.

Despite their many intimate encounters, the unexpected excitement still left them breathless, especially Mark, who cherished holding Cecilia close.

Cecilia felt a bit uncomfortable and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Stand up from me.”

Mark chose not to rise but instead cradled her close, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

“Are you still upset with me?”

Her nod was unguarded and sincere. Edwin got this very expression from her.

Mark felt a surge of warmth, a blend of desire and affection.

His cheek pressed against hers, their warm skin melding together. He whispered gently, “Can I offer myself as amends to you? Is that acceptable? Don’t be upset. You’re such a lovely girl. Frowning might cause wrinkles.”

Cecilia found herself pinned beneath him. She was unable to move away.

Her eyes, rimmed with red, conveyed frustration.

“If not for Waylen, I would never have returned to your side.”

Waylen had once advised her, “You won’t know if the path ahead is right or wrong until you reach its end. If the path ahead seems rough, turn back. I’ll always be here waiting for you.”

Cecilia cherished the assurance of having a family that supported her unconditionally.

She gave Mark an angry thump.

It could be seen as an outlet, providing some little relief in their relationship.

Mark responded with another kiss, tenderly tracing the contours of her grown figure.

They had to have dinner, so Mark refrained from being overly hasty.

The days that followed were filled with tranquility.

The influence of the Evans and Fowler families was far-reaching and formidable.

Waylen stood as the top lawyer in law and politics, effortlessly prevailing in any legal battle.

The case proceeded without a hitch.

After the initial trial, the court ruled in favor of granting custody of Laura to Paul’s parents.

Paul’s parents’ joy was uncontainable.

They travel north with Laura, arriving in Duefron to express their gratitude to Mark.

They decided not to give Mark advance notice of their visit. Upon reaching Mark’s villa gate, they informed the doorman that they had come to see Mark.

Meanwhile, Mark was engaged with Edwin.

A servant approached Mark with a look of ambivalence, reporting, “Mr. Evans, you have visitors at the gate. Additionally, they were accompanied by an adorable young girl.”

Mark guessed the identity of the guests, and he found himself in a difficult situation.

His gaze shifted to Cecilia.

Cecilia’s eyes were a bit teary, but she remained composed.

“They have arrived. Go ahead and greet them.”

Mark’s hand rested on her shoulder, offering a comforting caress.

Cecilia, preferring to avoid the visitors, went upstairs.

Mark watched her depart before instructing the servant, “Please, let them in.”

Edwin raised his head proudly and inquired innocently, “Is that Laura?”

Mark was taken aback.

At that moment, Paul’s parents arrived, Laura in tow, bearing an array of unique goods from Czanch. Among these, Paul’s mother had selected some items specifically for children.

Paul’s mother gazed at Edwin with warmth in her eyes.

“You must be Edwin, right? Peter mentioned how adorable you are.”

Edwin’s innocence was unmistakable.

Yet, out of the younger generation, Edwin was known for being the most mischievous one as he grew up.

The compliment to Edwin lifted Mark’s spirits.

While Mark was fond of Laura, he refrained from embracing her, considering Cecilia’s feelings.

Laura appeared somewhat let down.

stepped forward and embraced Laura, saying, “My dad’s occupied now, so let me hug

even

to play together. However, when no one was around them, Edwin frightened Laura to tears, leaving her too scared

returned to the living room, she

they wanted to discuss with

letting Laura live

the idea immediately. She glanced

even getting the chance to

his guests off, out

easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while sitting upright and

felt a swell

knowing that she might have some complaints regarding

On the second floor.

French window,

Mark murmured, “Are you

her gaze

facial lines appeared gentle, and the soft lighting

softness, Mark reached out to caress her

you invite them to

graced Mark’s

This isn’t her usual self. She’s typically

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

sensed he had

voice, he inquired, “Are you

look after Laura

nod.

could read her thoughts Like an

hadn’t spoken this freely in

two buttons

“Should

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

door. Returning to her, he lifted her in his arms, pressing her against the

believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen.

with a strong desire for intimacy with

head slightly and offered a

whole month. Even though they lived under the same roof, they hadn’t been intimate during

Mark found himself unable

heat of the moment, he lowered the

had a slender

that he

kept on until 8:00

servant had to come and call them

sound from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed downstairs to attend to

room was

Mark’s embrace, his arms

grazed her lips, questioning,

blush tinged

blanket over herself and nodded with a soft

check on Edwin once more. His wound is bothering

ointment

leaned in and planted a

a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you been holding back for a

and she

wrinkled shirt, he suggested, “If you’re feeling off, a

descended the stairs and fetched some food for her

attended to

freshened up with a shower, and she was now multitasking, reading the script

beside her, took a bite, and asked, “So, you’re serious

even lift

for something to keep me

head and remarked, “It’s nice to have something to

his gaze and ventured,

all, the things within

concern

Mark grinned.

main aspects. One involves money,

money. She was born into

she desired pleasure during their intimacy, he could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was no need for her to seek others. This gave Mark

quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone else, he got jealous, especially when she was

Mark’s expression deepened.

you expect the

Mark

for each other,

reverted to

a strong fondness for

tousled her hair and expressed, “I’ll stand by your side

warmed

Sustaining a fresh look can be costly. However, I don’t think it would be a big deal

over the events

issue regarding Laura had ultimately been

invited Rena to join her for a shopping trip. At this

anxious regarding

ventured outside unless necessary, and when she did, she was flanked by

Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed through

and Mark

with a

in May. Mark has been

came with

was in Duefron. Yet, his vast network in the northwest meant he often traveled there for work.

Cecilia didn’t complain.

his connections, securing a more relaxed job would

dismissed the idea. To him,

their age gap, which led him to

to say next

hesitation, Rena queried, “Is something

low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and

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