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,

was even more

them to play together. However, when no one was

returned to the living room, she eagerly wanted

many things they wanted to discuss with

they were considering letting Laura live

idea immediately. She glanced at Edwin and

without even getting the chance to enjoy a proper

guests off, out of the

around and caught sight of Edwin, who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while

felt a

knowing that she might have

On the second floor.

against the French window, silently savoring the

Mark murmured, “Are

her gaze

lines appeared gentle, and the soft

Mark reached out to caress

you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t that

graced Mark’s

her usual self.

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had

he inquired,

Laura from

nod.

with Cecilia for some time, could read

hadn’t spoken this

two

and asked, “Should I close the

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

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

his words a soft murmur, “Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would

strong

and offered

been arguing for a whole month. Even though they lived

himself

moment, he lowered the curtain,

a slender

fearing that he might inadvertently cause her

moment kept on until

had to come and

and since the door remained closed, the servant

was enveloped

over and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his

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

blush tinged Cecilia’s

blanket over herself and

and check on Edwin once more. His wound is bothering

some ointment

in and planted a

for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have

flared, and she responded

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

the stairs and fetched

attended

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

took a bite, and asked, “So, you’re serious about joining

didn’t even

Looking for something

head and remarked, “It’s nice to have

met his gaze and ventured,

things within the entertainment industry were

of concern caught her off

Mark grinned.

main aspects. One

no need to do something for money. She was born into a wealthy family,

desired pleasure during their intimacy, he could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was

script and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone else, he got jealous, especially when she was conversing with

Mark’s expression deepened.

the same

ago, Mark used to be quite

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

had reverted to

had a strong fondness for

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

heart warmed at

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

over the events from years past. She

issue regarding Laura had ultimately

shopping trip. At this point, Rena was nearing her seventh month

anxious

and when she did, she was flanked by

and Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed

you and Mark

with

in

came with a

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

Cecilia didn’t complain.

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

the idea. To him, it smacked

age gap, which led him to indulge in their intimate

say next yet opted for

Rena queried, “Is something troubling

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 does his

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