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.

air of nonchalance, leaving Lyndon

the gift, he held a diary in his hand, which chronicled the memories shared between him

keep

he reentered the kitchen, Rena softly

“Did Lyndon come?”

her to be aware

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

not been entangled

her words, Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled,

me that you’ll share these

us to be just

pushed him away and continued cooking, displaying

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

hands cupping the

Waylen irresistibly

kiss was an enigmatic blend of passion and

Rena refrained from

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

on his shoulders, Rena’s

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

young and oblivious, but the servants would surely see them

reconciling after a divorce is

an intense gaze, Rena

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

eyes averted

his legs, she teased, “Even though you’re no longer

Waylen chuckled.

he let Rena cook and then took a

then went to

thoughts were

inquire about his departure from the

her unspoken question, yet they decided to leave

she had feelings for him, Rena acknowledged her womanly desires

she felt it was too

engaged intimately

*

a

dinner, but when facing Alexis, she emanated

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

“Dad said he was the prince of

cough, taken

the end,

at Alexis‘ innocent face, showering her with affectionate

a peaceful slumber, her soft snores

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

about dad

responded with gentle affection, “Dad and mom share a

the warmth of Rena’s embrace, Alexis drew

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

lifted

Alexis was too drowsy to comply and

on

declined

suggested, “What if I offer you something else to

eventually accepted the

adorned in a silk nightdress, and her

delicate

couldn’t help but admire her for

back to him and settled down, murmuring,

kiss while whispering into her ear, “Rena, when will you

responded softly, “Let such

“I yearn for those nights to become our cherished

could

opened the door, the sound of rain greeted

showered the

of the night, thunder

The ominous rumble reverberated.

through the darkness, illuminating the

seeking refuge in

her, “I’m here. Don’t be afraid,

trembled with

closer in Rena’s arms, yearning to

carrying Alexis to

opened the door, the roaring thunder and blinding

of wind blew

room instantly, soaking the

no hesitation,

in a blanket and resolved to take her to

about to reached the door,

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

resist as fear and uncertainty gripped her

Alexis and the other grasping Rena’s hand,

she clung tightly

patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing

amidst the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually

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

his gaze shifted to

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

held Alexis close, his

you asleep?” he inquired

his fingertips slightly warmer, she felt

and replied, “I’m ready

distant rumble of thunder served as a backdrop to their

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

to drift into

only certainty she had was that he never let go of her hand throughout

awoke, she met Waylen’s deep, penetrating gaze. It was unclear how

state, Rena murmured softly, “I’ll

could move, he firmly held her wrist, pulling her closer. By the time Rena was fully aware, she found herself underneath

utter a

hands, he restrained her movements and lowered his head to

lips met in a fervent embrace and

the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were lying in my bed, dressed like that.

him, finding

with Alexis right beside

under her silk

his shoulder

“Are

Just be quiet.”

flushed and her

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