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.

with an air of nonchalance,

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

attempted to keep it hidden

as soon as he reentered

“Did Lyndon come?”

expected her to be aware

I would donate my blood

been entangled in these

words, Waylen suddenly embraced her

me that you’ll share these things

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

gently pushed him away and

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

pressed her against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping

Waylen irresistibly

was an enigmatic blend of

refrained from

“Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do I

hands resting on his shoulders, Rena’s action was tinged with

gossip and how could I face them later? Besides, we’re not

might be 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

an intense gaze, Rena focused

voice, Waylen inquired, “What do you see? If

eyes averted for

“Even though you’re no longer

Waylen chuckled.

her down, he let Rena cook and then took

then went to take his

thoughts were

from

her unspoken question,

him, Rena acknowledged her womanly desires and emotional

it was too

an on-and-off relationship before. If they engaged intimately again, it might affect Alexis

*

felt a tinge

when facing Alexis, she emanated utmost

in her arms and read the

prince

suppressed a slight cough, taken aback by

sighed with contentment. “In the end, the prince and the

face, showering her

Alexis drifted into a peaceful slumber,

was dozing off. Setting aside the fairy tale book, she prepared to settle down herself. However, to

dad and

Alexis tenderly, Rena responded with gentle affection, “Dad and mom

the warmth of Rena’s

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

as she lifted Alexis

Alexis was too drowsy to

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

also declined

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

Rena eventually accepted the

golden glow, her silhouette was adorned in a silk nightdress, and her long brown hair cascaded

of delicate

admire her for a

the milk, Rena handed the glass back to him and

tender good-night kiss while whispering into her ear, “Rena, when will you share

responded softly, “Let

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

could

the door, the

heavy rain showered the season,

middle of the night,

The ominous rumble reverberated.

through the darkness, illuminating

refuge in Rena’s embrace frightened by the

“I’m here. Don’t

still trembled

closer in Rena’s arms, yearning to find her

Alexis to Waylen’s

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

wind blew open a

instantly, soaking the floor

hesitation,

blanket and resolved to take her

to reached the door, the

and whispered, “The power is out. And the backup power is dead.

as

hand holding Alexis and the other grasping Rena’s

calm Alexis’ fears and she clung tightly to him even as they settled on the

bed, Waylen patiently coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her with

rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and nestled into his

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

his gaze

tempestuous weather, they found themselves sharing the same bed, their

Alexis close, his fingers reaching out

you asleep?” he

hadn’t dozed off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips

she closed her eyes and

distant rumble of thunder served as a

Waylen expressed, “If Alexis weren’t here,

Rena managed to drift into

that he never let go of her hand

morning, when Rena awoke, she met Waylen’s deep, penetrating gaze. It was unclear

groggy state, Rena murmured softly, “I’ll go prepare

firmly held her wrist, pulling her closer. By the time

didn’t utter

he restrained her movements and

fervent embrace and

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

gazed at him, finding his

but, with Alexis right beside them,

explored under her silk nightdress, provoking

resist biting his shoulder and firmly stating,

“Are you

Just be quiet.”

flushed and

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