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

his, as she whispered, “I

Waylen chuckled.

yearned for intimacy with her. Despite the limited time and the inopportune moment, he gently slipped his hands beneath her clothes,

against his shoulder,

finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany me later! My

her head in

eyes as she replied softly, “No. As Cecilia’s sister-in-law, I must

words escaped her lips, Waylen fell into a

eyes filled with concern.

his fingers against her ear and said in a husky voice, “You said you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Rena, am I still

crept upon Rena’s

pushed his hand away and asserted,

pinched her earlobe before retreating to the bathroom with

Waylen and the others arrived

in to deliver the news, “Miss Fowler has

wife. “Cecilia has been away from home for

excitement mirrored

sight of a black Maybach parked in

opened the car door

the hand of a two-year-old

widened

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

held their breath in

Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia, is this

dared not meet her father’s

anger, itching to reprimand her, but Juliette intervened, tears welling in her eyes. “She has finally returned home. Please calm down! Moreover, there are so many people present. Spare Cecilia

shot an intense

in the living room, Waylen

still smoldered. He glared at Waylen and declared, “Do you think I will overlook this matter just because of the child? I won’t. She

he could finish his sentence, his gaze fixated

his eyes shifted to Rena. They shared an uncanny resemblance, with similar facial features,

to wane

sighed softly, “Such ill-fated

the striking resemblance, a profound sorrow etched

were they

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

of sadness engulfed

beloved daughter, taking note of her

a prolonged silence, he uttered in a hushed voice, “Just stay here! You can’t rely on your brother and

accountable, yet a sense of melancholy lingered within

ascended the stairs

“You and your brother

bit her lip and

winked at

his

study door, which was veiled in a cloud

for Alexis’ well-being. Why are you smoking now?

son and sneered, “I’m elated? When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions,

prepared tea

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

unaware

a sigh. “He doesn’t have any feelings

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 a year. I believe Mark thought it was inappropriate for them

Waylen chose not to

capable of raising a

this, Korbyn fell

had become entangled with Mark. To add to the complexity, Mark’s niece was the ex-wife

considerable period of contemplation, Korbyn uttered “Don’t make things difficult for Rena. It’s not her fault! Don’t let it

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

Rena doesn’t voice it, I can

face and responded, “That’s because she possesses a

they descended the

arms with utmost tenderness. The little one’s visage bore

should just leave Edwin here.

bestowed a loving kiss

“Don’t

pinched her cheek. “You truly deserve the title of the Fowler

unperturbed. He turned to his sister and warned, “If you dare to run away

welled up in

a tad frightened, sought solace

grandson, Korbyn scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten Cecilia? Edwin

smiled and cast a glance at Rena before

the Fowler family residence, Rena

years had passed and Cecilia had

as 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 to

an abundance of

break, Rena retrieved a card from her bag and placed it in Cecilia’s hand.

hesitated to accept

urged, “Just take it.

Fowler family home or my

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

Rena’s hand, there was a diamond necklace,

upon it was an exceedingly rare and

Cecilia’s neck and whispered, “Cecilia, I’m overjoyed that you’ve

gift, tears welled

for her to no longer consider herself an

where people came and went, Cecilia

in a comforting

in the evening, Rena made her

hall, casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule

by Waylen, skillfully played the piano

frame. Catching sight of Rena, he delicately swirled

her bag and

yearned to rush over to

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

Alexis’ curly brown locks and earnestly uttered, “Play

unable to

He hadn’t displayed this

play the

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

Rena, Waylen massaged 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

gazing at

in the past,

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

smiled. “It’s a rarity to have

conversation shifted and they proceeded to discuss Cecilia for

day, Waylen had engaged in deep contemplation. As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured,