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

lips met his, as she whispered, “I

Waylen chuckled.

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

leaned against his shoulder, gasping

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

her head

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

lips,

her gaze, her eyes

said you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Rena, am I still your husband in your

blush crept

gently pushed his hand away and asserted, “We’re discussing something

earlobe before retreating to the

Waylen and the others arrived at the Fowler

with excitement, rushed in to deliver

wife. “Cecilia has been away from home for

excitement mirrored

their way outside and caught sight of a black Maybach parked

car door

holding the hand of

eyes widened

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

servants held

a prolonged silence, Korbyn inquired,

not meet her father’s

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 and

intense glare at his

in the living room, Waylen handed Edwin

smoldered. He glared at Waylen and declared, “Do you think I will overlook this matter just

his sentence, his gaze

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

to wane

softly, “Such ill-fated

the striking resemblance, a profound sorrow etched upon her

they

fondness for this

of

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

on your brother and sister-in-law indefinitely. They have their

didn’t hold her accountable, yet a sense

ascended the stairs alone,

your brother always

bit her lip and whispered, “Mom,

winked at

made his

door, which was veiled

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

happy? Cecilia has

prepared tea

and said in a subdued tone, “Last night, I flew to Czanch

fight! He’s unaware

out a sigh. “He doesn’t have any feelings

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 a year. I believe Mark thought it was inappropriate for them to be together! Don’t you understand Cecilia’s

not to disclose Edwin’s existence to

were capable of

Korbyn fell

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

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

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

doesn’t voice it, I can

and responded, “That’s because she possesses a kind heart. Women always yearn for

they descended

utmost tenderness. The little one’s visage

held the child, he turned to Rena and suggested, “Waylen is heading to the company later, and you should just leave

bestowed a loving kiss

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

“You truly deserve the title of the Fowler family’s

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

welled up

a tad frightened, sought solace nestled in

his grandson, Korbyn scolded Waylen, “Why did you

and cast a glance at Rena before driving

a meal at the Fowler family residence, Rena escorted Cecilia

years had passed and

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

abundance of clothes for

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

hesitated to

urged, “Just take it. He

Fowler

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

hand, there was a diamond necklace,

it was an exceedingly

it around Cecilia’s neck and

the precious gift,

wished for her to no longer consider herself an

shop, where

her in a comforting

Rena made her way back

a gentle golden hue. The

skillfully played the piano

slender frame. Catching sight of Rena, he delicately swirled the contents of

set down her bag and

rush over

pursuit of her mother’s

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

found herself unable to respond,

as despicable. He hadn’t displayed this behavior when he asked her to help him woo her

cautiously continued to play the

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

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

remained silent, gazing

was rare, for in the past, she had diligently

whispered, “Even so, don’t exert too much pressure on her. I want her to lead a more comfortable life. Besides… she will be fine under

“It’s a rarity to have some favor in

they proceeded

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