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

even

they allowed them to play together. However, when no one was

Laura returned to the living room, she

many things they

live in Duefron

the idea immediately. She glanced at

parents had to depart with disappointment without even getting the chance to

guests off, out of the

tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while sitting upright

a swell

went upstairs to console Cecilia, knowing that she

On the second floor.

the French window,

her, Mark murmured, “Are

shifted her gaze

gentle, and the soft lighting featured her smooth

Mark reached out

Why didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t that be a bit

smile graced

isn’t her usual self. She’s

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

he inquired, “Are you still

will look after Laura from now on. There’s nothing

a nod.

his life with Cecilia for some time, could read her thoughts Like an open book. The air

spoken this freely

top two

and asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

to her, he lifted her in

it would be beneficial for him to

was consumed with a strong desire for intimacy with

and

Even though they lived under the same roof, they

this instant, Mark found himself unable to resist any

lowered the curtain, and they engaged in an

a slender

that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort

intimate moment kept on until 8:00

come and call

inside, and since the door remained closed, the

was

and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms

fingers grazed her lips, questioning, “Are you

tinged

the blanket over herself and nodded with a

on Edwin once

ointment on

leaned in and planted

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

she responded by

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

and fetched some food for her

he attended to

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

her, took a bite, and asked, “So,

even

just Looking for something to keep

gently caressed her head and remarked, “It’s nice to have something to occupy your

a thoughtful pause, Cecilia met his gaze

within

lack of concern caught

Mark grinned.

two main aspects. One involves money, and

felt no need to do something for money. She was born

in that regard. There was no need for her to

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

ago, Mark used to be

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

Cecilia had reverted to her previous

a strong fondness

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

warmed at

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

She still harbored jealousy over the

regarding Laura

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

felt quite anxious regarding

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

strong, and together, they browsed through baby clothes, enjoying each other’s

and Mark hold the wedding

replied with

then added, “It’s set in May. Mark

with a

vast network in the northwest meant he often traveled there for work.

Cecilia didn’t complain.

that with his connections, securing a more relaxed job

the idea. To him,

him to indulge in their intimate moments until

what to say next yet opted

queried,

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

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