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, leaving Lyndon

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

attempted to keep

as he reentered the kitchen, Rena softly

“Did Lyndon come?”

hadn’t expected her to be aware of

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

been entangled in

Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled, Rena

“Rena, can you promise me that you’ll

completely. I want us to be just like any ordinary couple, sharing and supporting each other through

away

you tell me about your affair with that female

his hands cupping the back of

found Waylen

enigmatic blend

hesitation, Rena refrained from adding fuel

her ear. In a husky tone, he uttered, “Rena, you still care about me, don’t you? Do I linger in your

her hands resting on his shoulders, Rena’s action

servants will gossip and how could

and oblivious, but the servants would

reconciling after a divorce is a gradual process. We’re

gaze, Rena focused

do you see?

eyes averted

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

Waylen chuckled.

let Rena cook and then took a few

to

thoughts were in

departure from the legal world but eventually she held

unspoken question, yet they decided to leave

that she had feelings for him, Rena acknowledged

felt it

intimately again, it might affect Alexis

*

a tinge

but when facing Alexis, she emanated utmost

in her arms and read the fairy tale of Cinderella with

said he was the prince

suppressed a slight cough, taken aback

“In the end,

gazed at Alexis‘ innocent face,

into a peaceful slumber, her soft

the fairy tale

dad and

responded with gentle affection, “Dad and mom share a

Rena’s

holding a glass of milk. He had overheard their

cheeks as she lifted Alexis and urged,

Alexis was too drowsy to

tender kiss on their daughter’s

declined the

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

eventually accepted

was adorned in a silk nightdress, and her long

glimpse of delicate

admire her for

glass back to him and settled down, murmuring, “Please turn off

good-night kiss while whispering into her ear, “Rena, when

responded softly, “Let

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

could

the sound of rain greeted Rena’s

rain showered the season, a

the middle of the night, thunder

The ominous rumble reverberated.

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

refuge in Rena’s embrace

her, “I’m here.

still trembled with

in Rena’s arms, yearning to

carrying Alexis to

door, the roaring thunder and blinding flashes of

of wind blew open a

room instantly, soaking the floor

hesitation, Rena

in a blanket and resolved to

was about to reached the door, the bedroom

them through the darkness. With a gentle gesture, he took Alexis from Rena’s arms and whispered, “The power is out.

to resist as fear and uncertainty gripped her

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

fears and she clung tightly to him even

coaxed

about half an hour, amidst the soothing rhythm, Alexis gradually relaxed and nestled into his

muscles and he continued the gentle patting motion

his gaze

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

softened as he held Alexis close, his fingers reaching out to lightly touch

asleep?” he inquired

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

she closed her eyes and replied, “I’m ready to

of thunder served as a

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

managed to

was that he never

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

Rena murmured softly, “I’ll go prepare breakfast

pulling her closer. By the time Rena

utter

on her hands, he restrained her movements and

in a fervent

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

him,

with Alexis right beside

under her silk nightdress, provoking a

resist biting his shoulder and firmly

coaxes followed. “Are

Just be quiet.”

cheeks flushed and her heart

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