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

a barrier between Lyndon and the villa. In addition to the gift, he held a diary in

keep it

as he reentered the kitchen, Rena

“Did Lyndon come?”

to be aware

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 for it in my early 2@s. My sample has been stored in the bone marrow bank, and our bone marrow

been entangled in these

concluding her words, Waylen suddenly

ear, Waylen expressed, “Rena, can you promise me that you’ll

want us to be just

him away

you tell me about

against the kitchen counter, his hands cupping the back of her head as he

Waylen irresistibly

was an enigmatic blend

from

you still

on his shoulders, Rena’s action was tinged

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

the servants would surely see

his lip, stating, “They’re seasoned individuals, they’ll understand. Besides, reconciling after a divorce is a gradual process. We’re in that process

gaze, Rena focused on

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

eyes averted for

what she noticed between his legs, she teased, “Even

Waylen chuckled.

and then took a few deep breaths until he

to take his

were

departure from the legal world but eventually

Waylen understood her unspoken question, yet they decided to leave

Rena

she felt it

intimately again,

*

a

wandered during dinner, but when facing Alexis, she emanated

cradling Alexis in her

was the prince of mom when he read

cough, taken aback by

contentment. “In the end, the

innocent face,

a peaceful slumber,

ambiance, Rena presumed that Alexis was dozing off. Setting aside the fairy tale book,

about dad and

responded with gentle affection, “Dad and mom share

the warmth of Rena’s

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

she lifted Alexis and urged, “Have

too drowsy to

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

also declined

“What if

accepted the

a silk nightdress,

delicate

but admire her for a lingering

and settled down, murmuring, “Please turn off the light when you

good-night kiss while whispering

responded softly, “Let

“I yearn for those nights to become our cherished

Rena could respond, he

opened the door, the sound

the season, a

middle of the night, thunder disrupted

The ominous rumble reverberated.

of lightning pierced through the darkness, illuminating the city’s windows

trembling and seeking refuge in Rena’s embrace frightened by

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

trembled

nestled closer in Rena’s arms, yearning to

contemplated carrying Alexis to Waylen’s

moment she opened the door, the roaring thunder

of wind blew open

inundated the room instantly, soaking the floor near

no hesitation, Rena

wrapped Alexis in a blanket and

reached the door, the bedroom door

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

to resist as fear

and the other grasping Rena’s hand, Waylen led them

presence seemed to calm Alexis’ fears and she clung

coaxed Alexis, tenderly soothing her with gentle

rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and nestled into his

abdominal muscles and

gaze shifted to

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

heart softened as he held Alexis close, his

asleep?”

Rena hadn’t dozed off. Feeling his tender touch, his fingertips slightly warmer, she

she closed her eyes and replied, “I’m

served as

gentle tone, Waylen expressed, “If Alexis weren’t here,

Rena managed to drift into slumber

that he never let go of her hand

the next morning, when Rena awoke, she met Waylen’s deep, penetrating gaze.

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

he firmly held her wrist, pulling her closer. By the time Rena was fully aware,

utter a

her hands, he restrained her movements

in a fervent embrace and the passion

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

at him, finding his defense

with Alexis right beside them, he

gently explored under her silk nightdress, provoking a response

biting his shoulder and firmly stating, “Waylen,

“Are you feeling

Just be quiet.”

and

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