A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 731-740

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.

an air

stood as a barrier between Lyndon and the villa. In addition to the gift, he held a diary in

to keep it

reentered the kitchen, Rena softly

“Did Lyndon come?”

to be aware

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

not been entangled

her words, Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled,

“Rena, can you promise me that you’ll share these things with me

me completely. I want us to be just like

gently pushed him away and continued

why didn’t you tell me about your affair

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

Waylen irresistibly

an enigmatic blend of passion

hesitation, Rena refrained from adding

uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do I linger in your

on his shoulders, Rena’s action

gossip and how could I face them

but the servants would surely see them

individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a gradual process. We’re in that process now; it’s natural for us to

intense gaze, Rena focused on

you see? If

eyes averted

between his legs, she teased, “Even though you’re

Waylen chuckled.

and then took a few deep breaths until he

went to take

thoughts were in

departure from the

question, yet they decided

she had feelings for him, Rena acknowledged her womanly desires and emotional

it

If they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis this time if

*

felt a

but when

she leaned against the headboard, cradling Alexis in her arms and read the

prince of mom when he read

cough, taken aback

end, the prince and

innocent face, showering her with affectionate

into a peaceful slumber, her soft

that Alexis was dozing off. Setting aside the fairy tale book, she prepared to settle down herself. However, to her surprise,

dad and

affection, “Dad and mom

of Rena’s embrace,

Waylen entered the room, holding a glass of milk.

as she lifted Alexis and urged, “Have

to

the bed, Waylen planted a tender kiss on their

also declined

and he huskily suggested, “What if I

Rena eventually accepted the milk,

silhouette was adorned in a silk nightdress, and her long brown

of delicate skin

admire her for a lingering

to him and settled down, murmuring, “Please turn off

bestowed a tender good-night kiss while whispering into her ear, “Rena, when will you share your

softly, “Let such

against hers, and he softly voiced, “I yearn for those nights to become our cherished

could

opened the door, the sound

the

middle of the night, thunder disrupted Rena’s

The ominous rumble reverberated.

darkness, illuminating

seeking refuge in

Rena reassured her, “I’m here. Don’t be afraid, my

trembled

in Rena’s arms, yearning

carrying Alexis to

roaring

of wind blew

inundated the room instantly, soaking the

no hesitation, Rena

in a blanket and resolved

she was about to reached the

arms and whispered, “The power is out. And the backup power is dead. You two should go and sleep in my

as fear and uncertainty gripped her

the other grasping Rena’s

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

patiently coaxed Alexis,

soothing rhythm,

abdominal muscles and he continued the gentle patting motion

his gaze shifted

weather, they found themselves sharing the same

held Alexis close, his

you asleep?”

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

and replied, “I’m

distant rumble of thunder served as a backdrop

a gentle tone, Waylen expressed, “If Alexis weren’t here, I’d hold you

managed to

she had was that he never

awoke, she met Waylen’s deep, penetrating

Rena murmured softly, “I’ll go prepare breakfast for

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

didn’t utter a

her hands, he restrained her movements and lowered

lips met in a fervent embrace

into her ear, “The power went out during the night, and the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were lying in my bed, dressed like that. Rena…

at him, finding his

desired intimacy but, with Alexis right beside

under her silk

biting his shoulder and firmly stating,

“Are

Just be quiet.”

cheeks flushed and

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