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,

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

keep

soon as he reentered the kitchen, Rena

“Did Lyndon come?”

to be aware of

graced Rena’s lips as she revealed, “My 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

Rena had not been

words, Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled, Rena

into her ear, Waylen expressed, “Rena, can you promise me that you’ll share these

just like any ordinary couple, sharing and supporting each other

gently pushed him away and continued cooking,

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

kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her head as he engaged in a passionate and impulsive

Waylen irresistibly

was an enigmatic blend of passion

Rena refrained from adding fuel to

tone, he uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do

hands resting on his shoulders, Rena’s action was

will gossip and

might be young and oblivious, but the servants would surely see them

“They’re seasoned individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a

in an intense gaze,

you see? If you truly care for me, then

averted for a

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

Waylen chuckled.

Rena cook and then took a few deep

then went to take his

were in

to inquire about his departure from the legal world but

Waylen understood her unspoken question, yet

feelings for him, Rena acknowledged her

she felt it

intimately again, it might affect

*

felt a tinge of

dinner, but when facing Alexis, she

leaned against the headboard, cradling Alexis in her arms

was the prince of mom when he read this last

slight cough,

“In the end, the prince and the princess get

at Alexis‘ innocent face, showering her with affectionate

drifted into a peaceful slumber, her soft snores filled the

fairy tale book, she prepared to settle down

dad and

affection, “Dad and mom share a special

warmth of Rena’s embrace, Alexis

of milk. He had overheard their conversation and cast

she lifted Alexis

drowsy to comply and refused to

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

declined the

eyes sparkled, and he huskily suggested, “What if I

accepted the milk,

silk nightdress,

glimpse of delicate skin

but admire her

back to him and settled down,

in, Waylen complied and bestowed a tender good-night kiss while whispering into her ear, “Rena, when will you share

softly, “Let such thoughts

he softly voiced, “I

Rena could

opened the door, the sound of

showered the

the middle of the night, thunder disrupted Rena’s

The ominous rumble reverberated.

lightning pierced through the darkness, illuminating the city’s

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

Rena reassured her, “I’m

trembled

Rena’s arms, yearning to find her

carrying Alexis to

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

gust of wind

and wind inundated the room instantly, soaking the floor near the

hesitation,

blanket

reached the

he took Alexis from Rena’s arms and whispered, “The power is

herself unable to resist as fear and

holding Alexis and the other grasping

mere presence seemed to calm Alexis’ fears and she clung tightly to him even as they

on the bed, Waylen patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her with

rhythm,

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

gaze shifted

such tempestuous weather, they found themselves sharing the

held Alexis close, his fingers

you asleep?” he

his fingertips slightly warmer, she felt as though her heart was

eyes and replied, “I’m ready to

distant rumble of thunder served as a backdrop to their

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

managed to drift into slumber

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

penetrating gaze.

Rena murmured softly, “I’ll go prepare breakfast

her closer. By the time Rena

didn’t utter

her movements and lowered his head

in a fervent embrace

working. You were

at him, finding his

but, with Alexis right

under her silk

his shoulder and

gentle coaxes followed. “Are you

Just be quiet.”

cheeks flushed and

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