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.

this time, Edwin stepped forward and embraced Laura, saying, “My

was even more

kids got along, so they allowed them 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 eagerly wanted to

parents had many things they wanted

letting Laura live in

She glanced at Edwin and nervously bit

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

off, out

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

felt a swell of

went upstairs to console Cecilia, knowing that she might

On the second floor.

against the French window, silently

murmured, “Are

her gaze

appeared gentle, and the soft

Mark reached

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

smile graced

This isn’t her usual self. She’s typically well-behaved, but today she’s

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken

a low voice, he inquired,

Laura from now on.

nod. But she

some time, could read her thoughts Like an

this freely in

the top two buttons

and asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted

I believe it would be

consumed with a strong desire

her head slightly and

they lived under the same roof, they hadn’t been intimate during this

himself unable

he lowered the curtain, and they engaged in an intimate

a

fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort or

intimate moment kept

servant had to come and

closed, the servant took the hint and headed downstairs

room was enveloped in

and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms damp

she shifted, Mark’s fingers grazed her lips, questioning, “Are you

tinged Cecilia’s

pulled the blanket over herself and nodded with

once more. His wound

ointment on

planted a kiss on

and a desire for another round, but

she responded by kicking

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

stairs and fetched some food for her

attended to

a shower, and she was now multitasking, reading the script while enjoying her

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

didn’t even

Looking for something to keep

gently caressed her head and remarked, “It’s

pause, Cecilia met his gaze and

the things within

of concern caught her off

Mark grinned.

drawn into two main aspects. One involves money, and

no need to do something for money.

fulfill her needs in that

through the script and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone else, he got jealous,

Mark’s expression deepened.

expect the same from

Mark used to be quite

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

had reverted to her

had a strong fondness

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

heart warmed

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

She still harbored jealousy over the

regarding Laura had

her for a shopping trip. At this point,

felt quite anxious regarding Rena’s

and when she did, she was flanked

and together, they browsed through baby clothes,

and Mark hold the wedding

replied with

set in May. Mark has been

response came with

in the northwest meant he often traveled there for work. Even in Duefron, he

Cecilia didn’t complain.

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

Mark dismissed the idea. To

age gap, which led him to indulge in their intimate moments until midnight that

what to say next yet opted for

her hesitation, Rena queried,

in a low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between

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