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.
departed with an air of nonchalance, leaving
closed gate now stood as a barrier between Lyndon and the villa. In addition to the gift, he
attempted to keep it
he reentered the kitchen, Rena
“Did Lyndon come?”
expected her to be aware
decided long ago that I would donate my blood and bone marrow to someone in need,
Rena had not been entangled in these
Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled, Rena
you promise me that you’ll
us to be just like any ordinary couple, sharing and
away and continued cooking,
that so? Then why didn’t you tell me about
abruptly pressed her against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back
Waylen irresistibly
an enigmatic blend of
her hesitation, Rena refrained from adding fuel to the
you still care about me, don’t you? Do
hands resting on his shoulders, Rena’s
“Lower me down, please. The servants will gossip and how could
be young and oblivious, but the servants would
“They’re seasoned individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a gradual
an intense gaze, Rena focused
voice, Waylen inquired, “What do you see? If you truly care for me, then just
eyes averted for
what she noticed between his legs, she teased, “Even
Waylen chuckled.
then took a
to take
were in
to inquire about his departure from the legal world but eventually she
her unspoken question, yet they decided
him, Rena acknowledged her womanly
felt it was too
they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis this
*
a tinge of
wandered during dinner, but when facing Alexis, she emanated
leaned against the headboard, cradling Alexis in her arms and read
he was the prince of mom when
cough, taken aback by Waylen’s
sighed with contentment. “In the end,
innocent face, showering her with
into a peaceful slumber, her soft snores
was dozing off. Setting aside the fairy tale book, she prepared to settle down herself. However, to her
about dad and
gentle affection, “Dad and mom
Rena’s embrace, Alexis drew
holding a glass of milk. He had overheard their conversation and cast a
Rena’s cheeks as she lifted Alexis
Alexis was too drowsy to comply and refused to
of the bed, Waylen planted a tender kiss on their daughter’s cheek
also declined the
eyes sparkled, and he huskily suggested, “What if I offer
idea, Rena eventually accepted
her silhouette was adorned in a silk nightdress, and her long
of delicate skin adorned
help but admire her for a lingering
Rena handed the glass back to him and settled
and bestowed a tender good-night kiss while whispering into her ear,
responded softly, “Let
“I yearn for those nights to become our
Rena could respond, he
the sound of rain
the season, a rare
of the night, thunder
The ominous rumble reverberated.
the darkness, illuminating
in Rena’s embrace frightened by
reassured her, “I’m here. Don’t be
trembled with
in Rena’s arms,
contemplated carrying Alexis to Waylen’s
opened the door, the roaring thunder and blinding flashes of lightning
wind blew open
inundated the room instantly, soaking the floor near the
hesitation,
a blanket and resolved
she was about to reached the door, the bedroom door creaked
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
herself unable to resist as fear and uncertainty gripped
hand holding Alexis and the other grasping Rena’s hand, Waylen
and she clung tightly to him even as they settled on
patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing
half an hour, amidst the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and
muscles and he continued the gentle patting motion on her
gaze shifted to
midst of such tempestuous weather, they found themselves sharing
as he held Alexis close, his fingers
asleep?” he inquired
dozed off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips slightly warmer, she felt as though
closed her eyes and
rumble of thunder served as
“If Alexis weren’t
managed to drift into slumber
was that he never let go of her hand throughout the
met Waylen’s deep, penetrating gaze. It was unclear how long he had
her groggy state, Rena murmured softly, “I’ll
she could move, he firmly held her wrist, pulling her closer. By the time Rena was fully
utter
on her hands, he restrained her movements and lowered his head to
fervent
power went out during the night, and the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were lying in my
gazed at him, finding his
intimacy but, with Alexis right beside them, he refrained from being
under her silk
couldn’t resist biting his shoulder and firmly stating,
gentle coaxes followed. “Are you feeling shy?
Just be quiet.”
flushed and
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