A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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

the villa. In addition to the gift, he held a diary in his hand, which chronicled the memories shared between him

to keep it hidden from

he reentered the kitchen, Rena softly

“Did Lyndon come?”

to be aware of

smile 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 and bone marrow to someone in need, and I actually signed up

Rena had not been entangled in these

concluding her words, Waylen suddenly embraced her

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

can confide in me completely. I want us to be just like any ordinary

him away

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

question trailed off as Waylen abruptly pressed her against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her head as he engaged in a passionate

found Waylen

was an enigmatic

from

from her lips to her 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? Do I linger in your heart? You just can’t find a way to forgive

on his shoulders, Rena’s

down, please. The servants will gossip and how could I face them

the servants would

individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is

intense gaze, Rena focused on

you see? If you truly care

eyes averted for

she noticed between his legs, she teased, “Even

Waylen chuckled.

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

then went to take his

thoughts were in

his departure from the

believed Waylen understood her unspoken question, yet they decided to

feelings for him, Rena acknowledged

she felt it was

experienced an on-and-off relationship before. If they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis this time if things went

*

a tinge of

but when facing

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

was the prince of

cough, taken aback by Waylen’s

the end, the

at Alexis‘ innocent face, showering

peaceful slumber,

presumed that Alexis was dozing off. Setting aside the fairy tale book, she prepared to

dad and

Alexis tenderly, Rena responded with gentle affection, “Dad

warmth of Rena’s embrace,

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

lifted Alexis and urged, “Have some

was too drowsy to comply and refused to

the bed, Waylen planted a tender kiss on their daughter’s cheek

also declined the

and he huskily suggested, “What if I offer you something

eventually accepted

her silhouette was adorned in a silk nightdress, and

glimpse of delicate skin adorned

help but admire

the glass back to him and settled down, murmuring,

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

softly, “Let such

against hers, and he softly voiced, “I yearn for those nights to become our

Rena could

the sound

the

middle of the night,

The ominous rumble reverberated.

darkness, illuminating the

in Rena’s embrace

Rena reassured her, “I’m here. Don’t

still trembled

nestled closer in Rena’s arms,

Alexis

roaring thunder and blinding flashes of lightning

of wind

room instantly, soaking the floor near

hesitation,

Alexis in a blanket and resolved to take her to

was about to reached the door, the

clad in a bathrobe, approached them through 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

herself unable to resist as fear and uncertainty gripped

holding Alexis and the other grasping Rena’s hand, Waylen led

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

Waylen patiently coaxed Alexis,

an hour, amidst the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and

Waylen’s abdominal muscles and he continued

his gaze shifted

they found themselves sharing the same bed, their

he held Alexis close, his fingers reaching out to lightly touch Rena’s

you asleep?” he

hadn’t dozed off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips slightly warmer, she felt as though her heart was

and replied, “I’m

thunder served as

expressed, “If Alexis weren’t

Rena managed to drift

never let go of her

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

murmured softly, “I’ll go prepare breakfast

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

didn’t utter a

a firm grasp on her hands, he restrained her movements and lowered his

a fervent embrace

night, and the air conditioner wasn’t working. You were lying in my bed, dressed like that. Rena… It wasn’t

gazed at him,

but, with Alexis right beside

his fingers gently explored under her silk nightdress, provoking a

shoulder and firmly

followed. “Are you feeling shy? Good

Just be quiet.”

and her