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 with

whispered, “I

Waylen chuckled.

the past two days, and he yearned for intimacy with her. Despite the limited time and the inopportune moment, he

leaned against his shoulder, gasping

embraced her tenderly, holding her close for an extended period before finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany me later! My father has a volatile temper. It’s inevitable for him to utter

shook her head in

in her eyes as she replied softly, “No. As

those words escaped her lips, Waylen

lifted her gaze, her eyes filled

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 chance to

blush crept upon Rena’s

pushed his hand away and asserted, “We’re

earlobe before retreating to the bathroom

the others arrived at

brimming with excitement, rushed in to deliver the news,

has been away from home for years, and

excitement mirrored her

caught sight of a black Maybach parked

the car

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

widened

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

and servants held

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

not meet her father’s gaze as she nodded

tears welling in her eyes. “She has finally returned home. Please calm down! Moreover, there are so

an intense glare at his

all settled in the living room, Waylen handed

at Waylen and declared, “Do you think I will overlook this matter

his sentence, his

shared an uncanny resemblance, with similar facial features, flawless skin and brown

began to wane as the realization

sighed softly,

a profound sorrow etched upon her

were they

the little boy’s face. He had developed a genuine fondness for this child, and thus he turned to Waylen and said, “Waylen, you

tinge of sadness

his beloved daughter, taking note of

can’t rely on your brother and sister-in-law indefinitely. They have their own lives. Your mother and

yet a sense of melancholy lingered

that, he ascended the stairs alone, heading towards

your

lip and whispered, “Mom,

subtly winked at

made his way

door, which was veiled in a

rarely smoke for Alexis’ well-being. Why are you

up at his son and sneered, “I’m elated? When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always

prepared tea

said in a subdued tone, “Last night, I flew

fight! He’s unaware of Cecilia having

“He doesn’t have any feelings

cautious man like him wouldn’t have sustained such a relationship with her

Waylen chose not to disclose Edwin’s existence to

were capable of raising a

Korbyn fell

unable to comprehend why his daughter had become entangled with Mark. To add to the complexity,

things difficult for Rena. It’s not her

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

his face as he remarked, “Although Rena doesn’t voice it, I can perceive her desire for Cecilia to be

“That’s because she possesses a kind

they descended the

his arms with utmost tenderness. The little one’s visage bore a striking resemblance to Alexis

he turned to Rena and suggested, “Waylen is heading to the company later, and you should just leave Edwin here. You can accompany Cecilia to the mall and purchase clothes and other things for

bestowed a loving kiss upon

nodded in agreement, assuring, “Don’t worry, we’ll take

“You truly deserve the title of the

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

welled up in Cecilia’s

sought solace nestled

“Why did you frighten Cecilia?

smiled and cast a glance at

at the Fowler family

and

modest brand stores. The clothing there was

of

retrieved a card from her bag and placed it in Cecilia’s hand. “Your

hesitated to

urged, “Just take it.

the Fowler family

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

hand, there was a diamond necklace, exquisitely designed

it was an exceedingly rare

placed it around Cecilia’s neck and whispered, “Cecilia, I’m

the precious gift,

wished for her to no

shop, where people came and went, Cecilia

her in a comforting

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

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

accompanied by Waylen, skillfully played

removed his jacket, revealing his slender frame. Catching sight of Rena, he delicately swirled the contents of his wine glass and inquired, “How

her weary legs, Rena set down her bag and settled herself on

rush

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

brown locks and earnestly

found herself unable to

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

play the

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

her feet while speaking in a hushed and gentle tone, “She possesses a remarkable talent, Rena… I have always wanted to apologize to you but, no matter how many times I

gazing at him

the past, she had diligently evaded

a prolonged moment, she whispered, “Even so, don’t exert too much pressure on her. I want

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

proceeded to discuss Cecilia for a

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