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, leaving Lyndon

villa. In addition to the gift,

to keep it

as soon as he reentered the

“Did Lyndon come?”

to

donate my blood and bone marrow to

been entangled

her words, Waylen suddenly

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

us to be just like any

pushed him away and continued cooking,

is that so? Then why didn’t you

Waylen abruptly pressed her against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her

Waylen irresistibly

enigmatic blend of passion

refrained from adding fuel to the

neck, and then to the tender curve behind her ear. In a husky tone, he uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you?

resting on his shoulders, Rena’s action was tinged

please. The servants will gossip

young and oblivious, but the servants would surely see

playfully bit his lip, stating, “They’re seasoned individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a

intense gaze, Rena focused on

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

eyes averted for a

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

Waylen chuckled.

and then took a

to

thoughts were in

from the

Waylen understood her unspoken question, yet they decided

feelings for him, Rena acknowledged her womanly desires

it was too

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

*

felt a tinge

wandered during dinner, but when

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

was the prince of mom when he

slight cough, taken aback

end, the prince

innocent face, showering her

slumber, her soft

tale book, she prepared to settle

about dad

with gentle affection, “Dad and mom share a special

Rena’s embrace, Alexis

very moment, Waylen entered the room, holding a glass of milk. He had overheard

blush tinted Rena’s cheeks as she lifted Alexis and urged, “Have some

was too drowsy to comply

a tender kiss on their daughter’s cheek and hoarsely advised,

declined the

“What if

idea, Rena eventually accepted the

a silk nightdress, and

of delicate

couldn’t help but admire

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

while whispering into her ear, “Rena,

responded softly, “Let such

brushed against hers, and he softly voiced, “I

Rena could respond, he

door, the sound of

rain showered the season,

the middle of the night, thunder disrupted Rena’s

The ominous rumble reverberated.

the darkness, illuminating the city’s windows like

trembling and seeking refuge in Rena’s embrace frightened by the

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

trembled

closer in Rena’s arms, yearning to

Alexis to Waylen’s

moment she opened the door, the roaring thunder and blinding flashes of

wind

and wind inundated the room instantly,

hesitation, Rena

a blanket and resolved to take her to

she was about to reached the door, the bedroom door creaked open

darkness. With a gentle gesture, he took Alexis from Rena’s arms and whispered, “The

resist as fear

hand holding Alexis and the other grasping

Alexis’ fears and she clung tightly

bed, Waylen patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her with

half an hour, amidst the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually

abdominal muscles and he continued the gentle patting motion

gaze shifted to

midst of such tempestuous weather, they found themselves

heart softened as he held Alexis close, his fingers reaching

you asleep?”

off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips slightly warmer,

closed her eyes and replied,

rumble of thunder served as a backdrop

“If Alexis weren’t here, I’d

Rena managed to drift into slumber

had was that he never let go of her hand

deep, penetrating gaze. It was unclear how long

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

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

utter

firm grasp on her hands, he restrained her movements

lips met in a fervent embrace and the passion

and the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were

gazed at him,

intimacy but, with Alexis right beside them, he refrained from

fingers gently explored under her silk nightdress, provoking a response from

his shoulder and firmly stating,

coaxes followed. “Are you feeling

Just be quiet.”

and

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