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.

saying, “My dad’s occupied now, so

even

thought the two kids got along, so they allowed them to play together. However, when no one

returned to the living room, she eagerly wanted

many things they wanted to discuss

were considering letting Laura live in

She glanced at Edwin and nervously

even getting the chance to

saw his guests off, out of the

caught sight of Edwin, who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading

a

to console Cecilia, knowing that she might

On the second floor.

the French window, silently

Mark murmured,

shifted her gaze

lines appeared gentle, and the soft lighting featured her

reached out to

didn’t you invite them to

graced

usual self. She’s typically well-behaved, but today she’s

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

had spoken

he inquired, “Are

look after Laura from now on. There’s nothing

gave a nod. But she

time, could read her thoughts Like an open book. The air between them felt

hadn’t spoken this freely in

top two buttons of his

“Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

already risen to secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her in

his words a soft murmur, “Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen. After all, he is skilled

a strong desire for intimacy

her head slightly and offered a

they lived under the same roof,

himself unable to resist

the moment, he lowered the curtain,

a slender

that he

intimate moment kept on until

to come and

was no sound from inside, and since the door remained closed,

room was enveloped

rolled over and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms

grazed her lips,

tinged

the blanket over herself and nodded

Go and check on Edwin once more. His wound

ointment on

and planted a kiss on

of energy and a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and

she

that point, Mark rose to dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt,

descended the stairs and fetched some food

attended to

a shower, and she was now multitasking,

and asked, “So, you’re serious about joining the

didn’t even lift her

Looking for something

remarked, “It’s nice to have something to occupy

thoughtful pause, Cecilia met his gaze and ventured, “Doesn’t

all, the things within the entertainment industry were

lack of concern caught her off

Mark grinned.

two main aspects. One involves

need to do something for money. She was born into a wealthy family, after

in that regard. There was no need for

possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words

Mark’s expression deepened.

the same from

Mark used to

match for each other, so he was generous

reverted to her previous

strong fondness

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

heart warmed at

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

harbored jealousy over the events from years past. She was

regarding Laura had

her for a shopping trip. At this point, Rena was nearing

felt quite anxious regarding

when she did, she was flanked

Rena and Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed through baby clothes, enjoying each

and Mark hold the wedding

replied with a

added, “It’s set in May. Mark has been swamped

response came with a

his vast network in the northwest meant he often

Cecilia didn’t complain.

once pointed out that with his connections, securing a more relaxed

Mark dismissed the idea. To him,

to indulge in

say next yet opted for

hesitation, Rena queried, “Is

small garment in her hands, Cecilia confessed in a low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed. I’m sure my love

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