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.

Laura, saying, “My dad’s occupied now, so let me

even

play together. However, when no

living room, she

parents had many things they wanted

Laura live

idea immediately. She glanced

had to depart with disappointment without even getting the chance to enjoy a proper

his guests off,

Edwin, who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while

felt a

knowing that she

On the second floor.

the French window, silently savoring

her, Mark murmured, “Are

shifted her gaze

gentle, and the soft lighting featured her smooth

by her softness, Mark reached

here. Why didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner?

graced Mark’s

her usual self. She’s typically well-behaved,

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

low voice, he inquired, “Are you

parents will look after Laura from now on.

gave a nod.

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

spoken this freely in

the top two buttons

asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

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

I believe it would be

a strong desire for intimacy with

tilted her head slightly and

arguing for a whole month. Even though they lived under

Mark found himself unable to resist any

the heat of the moment, he lowered the

had a

that he might inadvertently

kept on until 8:00

had to come and call

sound from inside, and since the door remained closed,

was

rolled over and nestled in Mark’s embrace,

Mark’s fingers grazed her

tinged Cecilia’s

pulled the blanket over herself and nodded with a soft

and check on Edwin once more.

some ointment on

and planted a kiss on

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

she responded

Mark rose to dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested, “If you’re

and fetched some

he attended to

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

asked,

even lift

just Looking for something to keep me

caressed her head and remarked, “It’s nice

thoughtful pause, Cecilia met his gaze and ventured,

things within the entertainment industry were

lack of concern caught her

Mark grinned.

drawn into two main aspects. One involves money, and the other pertains to

for money. She was born

desired pleasure during their intimacy, he could fulfill her needs in that

script and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a

Mark’s expression deepened.

the same from

ago, Mark used to

he was confident that he and Cecilia were the perfect match for each other, so he was generous and didn’t

had reverted

a strong fondness

hair and expressed, “I’ll stand by your side in the days

warmed

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

still harbored jealousy over the

Laura had

At this point, Rena was nearing her seventh

anxious

unless necessary, and when she did, she was flanked

between Rena and Cecilia was strong, and together,

and Mark hold

replied with

then added, “It’s set in May.

with a cheerful

he often traveled there for work. Even in Duefron, he frequently drank

Cecilia didn’t complain.

pointed out that with his connections, securing a more relaxed job would be

the idea. To

minded their age gap, which led him to indulge

pondered what to say next

her hesitation, Rena queried, “Is something

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 for him persists, as

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