A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Mark kissed Alexis once more and walked away with determined steps.

He entered the car and sat in silence. The chauffeur softly inquired, “Mr. Evans, where shall we go now?”

Mark gently extended his palm, revealing a faint pink scar.

In a low voice, he instructed, “Sky Road No.19.”

The chauffeur had worked for him for a long time, and though Mark had never explicitly mentioned it, a few years ago he used to come to Duefron for one or two nights every week.

That apartment was Mark’s discreet retreat for his romantic liaisons.

An hour later, the car arrived at the apartment. Mark ascended the stairs on his own.

The apartment spanned approximately 120 square meters and boasted opulent decorations.

It had been a while since he last set foot in this place. Dust had settled on the furniture, indicating that the mistress of the house hadn’t been here in a long time either.

Mark brushed off a spot on the sofa and took a seat.

He smoked in tranquil silence.

In truth, he had considered marrying her.

However, their age difference was a significant hurdle Moreover, their relationship resembled more of a fleeting encounter than a lasting connection. After a considerable amount of time, Mark called his secretary, his voice hoarse.

“Peter, help me locate Cecilia!”

Peter was taken aback by his request.

He didn’t anticipate his boss mentioning that name again.

“Just look into it,” Mark said nonchalantly.

Peter regained his composure and promptly responded, “Yes, sir.”

Mark hung up the phone, closed the door and departed.

Once he descended the stairs, his trace of melancholy seemed to vanish completely.

*

At twilight.

As soon as Waylen stepped out of the car, a servant informed him of Mark’s visit.

Waylen expressed that he already knew.

He scanned the surroundings and spotted Rena in the kitchen.

Rena was busy cooking dinner, the ingredients clearly prepared with Mark in mind. Waylen couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy. Since they reconnected, Rena seldom cooked, but today she had gone to great lengths to prepare a variety of dishes for Mark.

She focused on her culinary tasks, her silhouette exuding a graceful elegance.

Waylen found her beautiful whenever he laid his eyes on her.

He entrusted his coat to the servant and approached Rena, his voice filled with curiosity. “Uncle Mark has been here? What did he say?”

Rena stood at the stove, frying fish.

She cast a brief glance at him and playfully corrected, “It’s my uncle, not yours!”

Waylen couldn’t help but be moved by the laughter dancing in her eyes. He didn’t fuss over the distinction she made, saying, “I’LL Lend you a hand!”

Rena declined his offer, stating, “Just go and stay with Lexi!”

Lowering his voice, Waylen confessed, “Right now, I’d rather be with you!”

Sensing the atmosphere, the kitchen servants discreetly made their exit.

Waylen boldly enveloped Rena’s waist with his arms, planting a gentle kiss on the back of her neck, and murmured vaguely, “Mrs. Fowler, your skin is radiant and enticing!”

“I am not Mrs. Fowler”

“But you are! We have shared countless moments of intimacy, we were married and have a child together!”

He was being unreasonable!

Rena had endured his advances several times. With genuine concern, she suggested, “You should visit the andrology department! I worry about your well-being!”

Waylen chuckled and didn’t take it further.

He pecked her cheek and declared, “I’m going to take a shower!”

Yet as soon as he departed from the kitchen, a servant discreetly whispered to him, “Mr. Coleman is here! He wishes to see Mrs. Fowler.”

Waylen furrowed his brow.

Rolling up his sleeves, he commanded the servant, “I will go and meet him. Don’t inform Rena that he has arrived.”

The servant nodded in understanding.

Waylen ignited a cigarette and strolled leisurely towards the villa’s gate.

He had heard from his father that Lyndon was unwell. His father hadn’t disclosed this information to Rena, so Waylen decided to keep it from her as well.

He approached the door.

Upon catching sight of him, Lyndon rushed forward and exclaimed, “Waylen!”

Waylen leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke and grinned. “Mr. Coleman! Please don’t come here again and don’t approach Rena!”

Lyndon appeared disappointed.

He raised his gaze and explained earnestly, “I’m not pressuring Rena to undergo a bone marrow matching with me. I simply wish to see her!”

He held gifts in his hands.

Some were intended for Rena, while others were for Alexis.

Waylen glanced at him and scorned, “If you don’t want her to be your donor, then why have you come to see her now?”

Lyndon’s expression froze. He stumbled over his words, “That was thoughtless of me.”

Waylen didn’t hold much respect for him.

He disdained Lyndon partly due to his treatment of Rena.

Additionally, the Fowler family was certain that it was Elvira who pushed Cecilia into the water, information that the Coleman family was already aware of. Yet, they continued to exploit this knowledge and recklessly threaten the Fowler family for years!

Waylen then said sternly, “You have overstayed your welcome! Don’t come back again. I don’t want Rena to be hurt again!”

Lyndon persisted, still imploring him.

with an air of nonchalance, leaving

barrier between Lyndon and the villa. In addition to the gift, he held a diary in his hand, which chronicled the

to keep

as he reentered

“Did Lyndon come?”

to be aware of

about me. I had already decided long ago that I would donate my blood and bone marrow to someone in need, and I actually signed up for it in my early 2@s. My sample has been stored in the bone marrow bank, and our

Rena had not been

suddenly embraced her Startled, Rena

can you promise me that you’ll share these things with me

be just like any ordinary couple, sharing and supporting each other through

gently pushed him away and continued

so? Then why didn’t you tell me about your affair with that female

Waylen abruptly pressed her against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her head as he engaged

found Waylen

enigmatic blend of

hesitation, Rena refrained from adding

tone, he uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do I linger in your heart? You just can’t find

hands resting on his shoulders, Rena’s action was tinged

she whispered, “Lower me down, please. The servants will gossip and how could I face them later?

but the servants would surely see

a divorce is

intense gaze, Rena

inquired, “What do you see? If you truly care for me,

eyes averted for

ignore what she noticed between his legs, she teased, “Even though you’re no longer a lawyer, your persuasive tongue

Waylen chuckled.

her down, he let Rena cook and then took a few deep breaths

went to take his

were

inquire about his departure from the legal world but eventually she held

Waylen understood her unspoken question, yet they

Rena acknowledged her

it was too

an on-and-off relationship before. If they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis this time if things went

*

felt a tinge of

but when facing Alexis, she emanated

the headboard, cradling Alexis in her arms and read the fairy tale of

said he was the prince of mom when

slight cough,

sighed with contentment. “In the end, the

face, showering her

drifted into a peaceful slumber, her soft

fairy tale book, she prepared to settle down herself. However, to

about dad

gentle affection, “Dad and mom

warmth of Rena’s embrace, Alexis

entered the room, holding a glass of milk. He had

tinted Rena’s cheeks as she lifted Alexis and

to comply and refused

bed, Waylen planted a tender kiss on their daughter’s cheek and hoarsely advised, “Let her rest. You

also declined

and he huskily suggested, “What if I offer you something else to

eventually accepted

was adorned in a silk nightdress, and her long brown hair cascaded gracefully over

delicate skin

but admire her for a

handed the glass back to him and settled down, murmuring, “Please turn off the

whispering into her ear, “Rena, when will you share your nights

softly, “Let such thoughts

softly voiced, “I yearn for those nights

Rena could respond, he

door, the sound of rain greeted Rena’s

heavy rain showered the season, a rare

middle of the night, thunder disrupted

The ominous rumble reverberated.

the darkness, illuminating the city’s windows like ethereal

and seeking refuge in Rena’s

Alexis close, Rena reassured her, “I’m here. Don’t be

trembled with

arms, yearning to

contemplated carrying Alexis

she opened the door, the roaring

gust of wind blew

and wind inundated the room instantly, soaking the floor near

no hesitation, Rena

wrapped Alexis in a blanket and resolved to take

to reached the door, the bedroom door creaked

the darkness. With a gentle gesture, he took Alexis from Rena’s arms and whispered, “The power is out. And the backup power is dead. You two should go and sleep in my

unable to resist as fear

and the other grasping Rena’s

to calm Alexis’ fears and she clung tightly to him even

Waylen patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her

the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and nestled into

her feet on Waylen’s abdominal muscles and he continued the gentle patting

gaze shifted to

tempestuous weather, they found themselves sharing the same bed, their child nestled

softened as he held Alexis close, his fingers reaching out to

asleep?” he inquired

Rena hadn’t dozed off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips

and replied, “I’m ready to

distant rumble of thunder served as a backdrop to

expressed, “If Alexis weren’t

to drift

he never let go

next morning, when Rena awoke, she met Waylen’s deep, penetrating gaze. It was unclear how long he had been watching

softly, “I’ll go prepare breakfast for

closer. By the time Rena was fully aware, she found herself underneath

didn’t utter

firm grasp on her hands, he restrained her movements and lowered his head to kiss her

met in a fervent embrace

during the night, and the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were lying in my

him, finding his defense

right beside them, he refrained

under her silk nightdress, provoking a response from

resist biting his shoulder

coaxes followed. “Are you feeling shy?

Just be quiet.”

and her heart