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

his, as she whispered, “I

Waylen chuckled.

burden he had carried in the past two days, and he yearned for intimacy with her. Despite the limited

his shoulder, gasping for

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

her head in

replied softly, “No. As

escaped her lips, Waylen fell into a

eyes filled

fingers against her ear and said in a husky voice, “You said you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Rena, am I still your husband in your heart? Do we still have a

crept

his hand away and asserted, “We’re discussing

pinched her earlobe before retreating

Waylen and the others

with excitement, rushed in to deliver the news, “Miss Fowler

“Cecilia has

mirrored

their way outside and caught sight of a black Maybach parked in the

the car

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

widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

and servants held their breath

prolonged silence, Korbyn inquired,

meet her father’s gaze as

tears welling in her eyes. “She has finally returned home. Please calm

intense glare

had all settled in the living room, Waylen handed Edwin over to

think I will overlook this

his sentence,

They shared an uncanny resemblance,

began to wane as the realization

softly, “Such ill-fated

noticed the striking resemblance, a profound

they

developed a genuine fondness for this child, and thus he turned to Waylen and said,

of

gaze to his beloved daughter, taking note of her plain

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

her accountable, yet a

ascended the stairs

your brother

and whispered, “Mom,

subtly winked at

made his

open the study door, which was veiled in a cloud of

Korbyn’s cigarette, and remarked, “You rarely smoke for Alexis’ well-being. Why are you smoking now? Is it because you’re so elated after

you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always

prepared tea for

a cup, placing it in front of Korbyn, and said in a subdued tone, “Last night, I flew

He’s unaware of Cecilia having

doesn’t have any feelings for Cecilia, does

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 a year. I believe Mark thought it was inappropriate for them to be together!

to disclose

of raising a

Korbyn

Mark. To

make things difficult for Rena. It’s not her fault!

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

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

possesses a kind heart.

they descended the

The little one’s visage bore a striking resemblance to Alexis and

just leave Edwin here. You can accompany Cecilia to the mall

bestowed a loving

“Don’t worry, we’ll take

playfully pinched her cheek. “You truly deserve the

remained unperturbed. He turned to his sister and warned, “If you dare to run away again, I’ll break

up

sought solace nestled in

scolded Waylen, “Why did you

cast a glance at Rena before driving

at the Fowler family residence, Rena

years had passed and

she took her to several modest brand stores. The clothing there was not excessively expensive, certainly not as lavish as what Cecilia had been accustomed

purchased an abundance of clothes for

a card from her bag and placed

to accept

softly, Rena urged, “Just take it.

Fowler family home or

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

diamond necklace, exquisitely designed by a renowned

was an exceedingly rare and exquisite

around Cecilia’s neck and whispered,

by the precious gift, tears

her to no

shop, where people came

her in a

Rena made her

from the hall, casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule exuded a warm ambiance that was pleasing to the

Waylen, skillfully played the piano with

of Rena, he delicately

set down her bag and settled herself on the

rush over

of her mother’s trace but now… She would have to continue

and earnestly uttered, “Play this

found herself unable

father’s actions as despicable. He hadn’t displayed this behavior when he

to play the piano, pouring her heart

addressing Waylen, “She’s

wanted to apologize to you

gazing

in the past, she

I want her to lead a more comfortable life. Besides… she will be

a rarity to have some

they proceeded

engaged in deep contemplation. As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured, “I won’t