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.

Waylen departed with an air of nonchalance,

addition to the gift, he held a

attempted to keep

soon as he reentered the kitchen, Rena softly

“Did Lyndon come?”

her to be aware of

mother is in the same hospital as him. She informed me earlier. Waylen, you don’t have to worry 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

been entangled in these

her words, Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled,

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

to be just like any ordinary couple, sharing

him away and continued cooking, displaying

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

against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her

found Waylen

an enigmatic blend

Rena refrained from

ear. In a husky tone, he uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do I linger in your heart?

shoulders, Rena’s

gossip and how could I face them later? Besides, we’re

but the servants would surely see them and

understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a gradual process.

in an intense gaze,

see? If you truly care

averted for a

legs, she teased, “Even though you’re no longer a lawyer, your persuasive tongue

Waylen chuckled.

he let Rena cook and then took a few deep breaths until

went to

were

about his departure from the legal

unspoken question, yet they decided

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

it was too

they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis

*

felt a tinge of

dinner, but when facing Alexis, she emanated

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

murmured, “Dad said he was the prince of mom

a slight cough, taken aback by Waylen’s

contentment. “In the end, the

Alexis‘ innocent face, showering her with affectionate

a peaceful slumber, her

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

dad and

responded with gentle affection, “Dad

Rena’s embrace, Alexis

holding a glass of milk. He had

cheeks as she lifted Alexis and urged, “Have some

was too drowsy to comply and refused to

kiss on their daughter’s cheek and hoarsely advised, “Let her rest.

declined the

huskily suggested, “What

eventually accepted

was adorned in a silk nightdress,

of delicate skin adorned her

help but admire

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

while whispering into her

softly, “Let such

and he softly voiced, “I yearn for those

could respond, he

Waylen opened the door, the sound of

showered the

the night, thunder

The ominous rumble reverberated.

darkness,

refuge in Rena’s embrace frightened by

“I’m here. Don’t

still trembled

in Rena’s arms, yearning

contemplated carrying Alexis

opened the door, the roaring thunder and blinding flashes of

wind blew

wind inundated the room instantly, soaking the floor near

hesitation, Rena

Alexis in a blanket and resolved to take her to

about to reached the

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

found herself unable to resist as fear and

and the other grasping Rena’s hand, Waylen led them to the master

fears and she clung tightly to

patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her with gentle

soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually

Waylen’s abdominal muscles and he continued the gentle patting

gaze shifted

themselves sharing the same bed, their child nestled

as he held Alexis close, his

asleep?”

his fingertips slightly warmer, she felt as

and replied,

distant rumble of thunder served as a

Alexis weren’t here, I’d

managed to drift into

was that he never let go of her hand throughout the

penetrating

her groggy state, Rena murmured softly,

closer. By the time Rena was fully aware,

didn’t utter

restrained her movements and lowered his head to kiss

lips met in a fervent

wasn’t working. You were

him,

but, with Alexis right beside them, he

gently explored under her silk

couldn’t resist biting his shoulder and

gentle coaxes followed. “Are you feeling shy?

Just be quiet.”

and her

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