A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Mark was rendered speechless.

Zoey was struck with shock.

Grabbing the walking stick in her hand, she hurled it at her son. “Tell me, is it true? Is it true? I sensed that something was amiss. You always put on airs in front of Waylen, yet today you remained silent. It turns out you’ve committed something so disgraceful… Today, I shall beat you to death as an apology to her parents.” @

Zoey struck Mark forcefully.

A sharp pain coursing through his back.

Always filial, Mark dared not provoke Zoey’s ire further. Thus, he knelt before her and pleaded, “It is my fault. I failed to control myself. However… I am not the right person for her.”

Zoey stood in stunned silence, unprepared for her son’s admission.

After a prolonged silence, she said in a hushed voice, “You claim a lack of self-control, yet you were with her for half a year. What does it mean? Mark, you are well aware of your own capabilities and charm. It is effortless for a young innocent girl to develop feelings for you. But how can you simply abandon her after toying her feelings? What is she to do… in the days to come?”

Zoey’s disappointment weighed heavily upon her. She rose, intending to depart.

Waylen hurriedly came to her aid.

Zoey gazed at him, her voice filled with tenderness. “Tomorrow, I shall personally travel to Duefron to offer my apologies to your parents and to your sister. This fault lies with Mark. I shall provide your family with an explanation.”

Waylen arrived consumed by anger.

Yet, in this moment, he couldn’t help but relent. Taking the initiative, he spoke up, his voice tinged with regret. “I acted impulsively.”

Zoey shook her head. “What is wrong with you standing up for your sister?”

Waylen’s voice grew softer. “I do not wish to force anything. I merely desire for Mark to make his intentions clear. If he does not harbor genuine feelings for Cecilia, I shall arrange blind dates for her in the future.”

Mark’s heart skipped a beat.

Blind dates…

These two words disrupted his once calm heart.

And what Waylen uttered shattered him.

Waylen composed himself, standing before Mark, delivering his words with conviction. “She may not have spoken but I can sense her profound affection for you, as well as the deep wounds she bears. If you were to see her now, you might not even recognize her… Cecilia spent her childhood as the cherished princess of the Fowler family. She has never washed a dish or performed any household chores, yet she… Yet she…”

Waylen choked with sobs.

Waylen endeavored to regain his composure, his voice barely above a whisper, as he implored, “If you have no desire for her, refrain from disturbing her any further.”

Mark found himself in a tumultuous state of mind.

There was a time… a time when he cherished that unassuming girl.

Yet, he believed he was not the right match for her, leading to their separation.

Now that the past had been laid bare, it wasn’t that he had no inclination to see her. However, even if they were to meet again, nothing would alter the fact that they had parted ways two years prior.

Mark uttered in a hushed tone, “I failed to treat her properly.

Inform her that I am willing to offer any form of compensation she desires.”

Waylen’s gaze grew profound.

With a faint smile, he replied, “The Fowler family seeks no compensation. What I want is nothing more than a word from you, Mr. Evans. Now that you acknowledge that you and she were ill-suited, I find solace. Upon my return, I shall advise my foolish sister to let go and obediently embark on a blind date… Perhaps she may never encounter someone like you again, but it is not arduous to find someone who will genuinely cherish her.”

Having spoken those words, Waylen turned and departed…

Mark stood there, lost in a trance.

Peter pondered for a moment and said softly, “Mr. Evans, please freshen up. The meeting is scheduled to commence later.”

Mark remained in a daze.

And after a lengthy silence, he suddenly erupted in frustration.

“Damn it! I care not for the meeting. Am I not entitled to pursue my own affections freely? Why then, must I still attend such a damn meeting?”

At ten in the morning, Waylen made his return to Duefron, enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere.

The villa stood in utter silence.

Once Alexis had left for school, Rena cradled Edwin in her arms and engaged in a lively conversation with Cecilia.

Observing this, Waylen’s restlessness dissipated significantly.

He fixated his gaze upon Rena for an extended moment, and then confidently took Edwin into his own arms. Turning to Cecilia, he calmly declared, “Now, with Rena’s company, I shall escort you back home!”

Cecilia appeared slightly flustered, her eyes shifting towards Rena.

With a snort, Waylen remarked, “Are you afraid now? Weren’t you afraid when you faced the challenge of giving birth and raising this child alone?”

Cecilia dared not utter a word.

Rena gently grasped Waylen’s arm, tenderly dabbing his handsome face with a tissue. In a hushed tone, she inquired, “Did you go to Czanch to confront my uncle? What transpired between the two of you?”

Her demeanor exuded gentleness and thoughtfulness. Waylen couldn’t help but understand her unspoken thoughts.

He replied nonchalantly, “Yes, I did confront him! However, I didn’t divulge anything about Edwin! If he truly loves Cecilia, he will come to know about it sooner or later..

He couldn’t resist a touch of sarcasm, adding, “Hasn’t he always been all-knowing?”

Rena cast a glance in Cecilia’s direction, the latter unable to retort.

Rena felt sympathy towards her.

As Waylen ascended the stairs to freshen up and change, Rena followed him into the bedroom. She remarked, “It was right of you not to disclose Edwin to him. If he genuinely loves Cecilia, he will eventually find out.”

Waylen proceeded to remove his attire.

Turning his head with a smile, he quipped, “You’re not just defending your uncle but also Cecilia! Rena, how did I not realize this before?”

Rena selected a suit for him and responded, “You need not tease me about it! In truth, it’s none of my business…”

After uttering those words, she found herself enveloped in his embrace.

Her back pressed against the wardrobe.

Waylen placed one hand upon her slender waist, while the other gently caressed her face.

“No, you are Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Help me take care of her, will you?”

Rena wrapped her arms around his neck, a smile gracing her lips.

“Are you not afraid that I might side with my uncle?”

Taking a step closer, Waylen whispered in her ear, “I confronted him and we both injured. Who do you feel sorry for?”

flirted

as she whispered, “I don’t sympathize

Waylen chuckled.

due to the emotional burden he had carried in the past two days, and he yearned for intimacy with

against his shoulder,

up. “Don’t accompany me later! My father has a volatile temper. It’s inevitable for him to

shook her

she replied softly, “No. As

her lips, Waylen fell into

her eyes filled with concern. “What’s the

sister-in-law. Rena, am I still your husband in your heart? Do

blush crept upon Rena’s

away and asserted, “We’re discussing

retreating

Waylen and the others arrived at the Fowler family

brimming with excitement, rushed in to deliver the

has been away from home for years,

excitement mirrored her

caught sight of

car door for

stepped out, holding the hand of a two-year-old

widened

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

butler and servants held their breath

a prolonged silence, Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia, is this your

meet her father’s gaze

“She has finally returned home. Please calm down! Moreover, there are

intense

settled in the living room, Waylen

you think I will overlook this matter just because of the child? I won’t. She secretly

could finish his sentence, his gaze

eyes shifted to Rena. They shared an uncanny resemblance, with similar facial features, flawless skin and brown

anger began to wane

sighed softly, “Such ill-fated

the striking resemblance, a

were they to

fondness for this child, and thus he turned to Waylen and said, “Waylen, you handle

tinge of

his gaze to his beloved daughter, taking note of her plain

hushed voice, “Just stay here! You can’t rely on your brother and sister-in-law indefinitely. They have their own lives. Your mother and I will

a sense of melancholy

that, he ascended the stairs

your brother

lip and

winked at

his

the study door, which was veiled in a cloud of

extinguishing Korbyn’s cigarette, and remarked, “You rarely smoke for Alexis’ well-being.

and sneered, “I’m elated? When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions, not only

tea

of Korbyn, and said in a

fight! He’s unaware of

out a sigh. “He doesn’t have any

took a sip of tea and replied, “Not really! If he had no feelings for her, a cautious man like him wouldn’t have sustained such a relationship with her for over half

Waylen chose not to disclose

were capable of

this, Korbyn fell

become entangled with Mark. To add to the complexity, Mark’s

considerable period of contemplation, Korbyn uttered “Don’t make things difficult

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

Rena doesn’t voice it, I can perceive her desire for Cecilia to be

and responded, “That’s because she possesses a kind heart.

they descended

little one’s

should just leave Edwin here. You can accompany Cecilia to the mall and purchase clothes and other things

a loving

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of

beamed and playfully pinched her cheek. “You truly

swatted away his hand but Waylen remained unperturbed. He turned to his sister and warned, “If you dare to run away

welled up

sought solace nestled in Korbyn’s

scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten Cecilia? Edwin

and cast a glance at Rena before driving

at the Fowler family residence, Rena escorted Cecilia

years had passed and Cecilia

great thoughtfulness as she took her to several modest brand stores. The clothing there was not excessively expensive, certainly not

an abundance of

from her bag and placed it in Cecilia’s hand. “Your brother wanted me to give you

hesitated to accept

softly, Rena urged, “Just take

on, you can reside in the Fowler family home or my

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

there was a diamond necklace, exquisitely designed by a renowned

upon it was an

around Cecilia’s neck and whispered,

the precious gift,

wished for her to no longer consider herself an outsider-she

bustling coffee shop, where people came and went,

her in a comforting

precisely nine o’clock in the evening, Rena made her way back to

the hall, casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule exuded a warm ambiance

skillfully

of Rena, he delicately swirled the contents of his wine glass and inquired,

set down her bag and

to rush

taken up the piano in pursuit of her mother’s trace but

Waylen pressed Alexis’ curly brown locks and earnestly uttered, “Play this

herself unable

He hadn’t displayed this behavior

play the piano, pouring her heart into

experienced a mixture of anger and amusement, addressing Waylen, “She’s barely

gentle tone, “She possesses a remarkable talent, Rena… I have always wanted to apologize

remained silent, gazing at him

rare, for in the past, she had diligently

much pressure on her. I want her to lead a

smiled. “It’s a rarity to have some favor in

and they proceeded to discuss Cecilia

feet, he murmured, “I won’t coerce you into anything because of Cecilia. Their affairs are separate