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?”

playfully flirted

she whispered, “I

Waylen chuckled.

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

she leaned against his shoulder, gasping for

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

her head

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

escaped her lips, Waylen

her gaze, her eyes filled with concern.

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

blush crept upon Rena’s

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

before retreating to the bathroom with

the others arrived at the

brimming with excitement, rushed in to

wife. “Cecilia has

excitement mirrored her

caught sight of a black Maybach

car door

the hand

eyes widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

and servants held their breath in

silence, Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia, is

dared not meet her father’s gaze as

with 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

an intense glare at

in the living

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

finish his sentence, his

They shared an uncanny resemblance,

began to wane as the realization hit

softly, “Such

also noticed the striking resemblance, a profound sorrow etched

they to

developed a genuine fondness for

tinge of

his beloved daughter, taking note of her plain

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 and I will help take care of

her accountable, yet a sense of melancholy lingered

stairs

your

and whispered, “Mom, I’m

subtly winked at

made his way

open the study door, which

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

When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions, not only with

tea

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

fight! He’s unaware of Cecilia

out a sigh. “He doesn’t have any feelings for Cecilia, does

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

of

Korbyn

his daughter had become entangled with Mark.

make things difficult for Rena. It’s not her fault! Don’t let it affect your

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

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

“That’s because she possesses a kind heart. Women always

descended

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

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

bestowed a loving kiss upon

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

“You truly

to his sister and warned, “If you dare to run away

up in

feeling a tad frightened, sought solace nestled in

scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten Cecilia?

and cast a glance at Rena before

the Fowler family residence,

passed and

her to several modest brand stores. The clothing there was

of clothes

and placed it in Cecilia’s hand. “Your

to

“Just take it.

now on, you can reside in the Fowler family home or my place. Alexis

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

a diamond necklace,

upon it was an

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

gift, tears welled in Cecilia’s

message. Rena wished for her to no longer consider herself an outsider-she was

shop, where people came and went,

in

evening, Rena made her

muted glow emanated from the hall, casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule

skillfully

a refined three-piece suit, Waylen had removed his jacket, revealing his slender frame. Catching sight of Rena, he delicately swirled the contents of his wine glass

Rena set down her bag and settled herself on the

yearned to rush

had taken up the piano in pursuit of her mother’s trace but now… She would have to continue her musical

locks and

unable to

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

continued to play the piano, pouring her

and amusement, addressing Waylen, “She’s barely

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 how many times I do, your foot will never fully recover. That’s why

silent, gazing at him

look from her was rare, for in the past, she had diligently evaded developing

I want

a rarity to have some favor in Miss Gordon’s

conversation shifted and they proceeded to discuss Cecilia

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