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

met his, as she whispered, “I don’t

Waylen chuckled.

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

she leaned against his shoulder,

extended period before finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany me later! My father has a

shook her head

welled up in her eyes as she replied softly,

her lips, Waylen fell into

eyes filled

brushed his 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 chance

blush crept

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

her earlobe before retreating to the bathroom with

Waylen and the others arrived

with excitement, rushed in to deliver the news,

exclaimed joyfully, turning to his wife. “Cecilia has been

excitement mirrored

their way outside and caught sight of a

opened the car

out, holding the hand of

widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

servants held their

silence, Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia, is this

dared not meet her father’s gaze

simmered 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

an intense glare at

had all settled in the living

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

his sentence, his gaze fixated

to Rena. They shared an uncanny resemblance, with similar facial features, flawless skin and brown

to wane as the realization hit

softly, “Such ill-fated

striking resemblance, a profound sorrow

they to

fondness for this

of

note of her plain attire, causing

he 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 and I will help take

a sense of melancholy

the stairs

and your brother always make me

lip and whispered, “Mom, I’m

subtly winked

his way

open the study door, which was veiled in a cloud

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

his son and sneered, “I’m elated? When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions, not only with Harold but

prepared tea for

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

fight! He’s unaware of

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

sustained such a relationship with her for over half a year. I believe Mark thought

chose not to disclose

of

Korbyn fell

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

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

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

smile graced his face as he remarked, “Although Rena doesn’t voice it,

because she possesses a kind heart. Women always yearn for a

they descended the

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

just leave Edwin

bestowed a loving

assuring, “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of

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

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

welled up in

frightened, sought solace

scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten

cast a glance at Rena

meal at the Fowler

passed and

modest brand stores. The clothing there was not excessively

of clothes

their break, Rena retrieved a card from her bag and placed it in

hesitated to accept

urged, “Just take it. He

the Fowler family

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

there was a diamond necklace, exquisitely

an exceedingly

and whispered, “Cecilia,

precious gift, tears welled in

understood Rena’s message. Rena wished for her to no longer

coffee shop, where people came

her in a comforting

in the evening, Rena made her way

a gentle golden hue. The vestibule exuded a warm ambiance that was pleasing to the

accompanied by Waylen, skillfully played

jacket, revealing his slender frame. Catching sight of Rena,

her weary legs, Rena set down her bag

to rush

piano in pursuit of her mother’s trace but now… She

brown locks and earnestly uttered, “Play

unable to respond,

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

to play the piano, pouring her heart

mixture of anger and amusement, addressing Waylen, “She’s barely four years old. Why do you push her so

while speaking in a hushed and gentle tone, “She possesses a remarkable talent, Rena… I have always wanted to apologize to you but,

gazing

for in the past, she had diligently evaded developing

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

smiled. “It’s a rarity to have

proceeded to discuss

contemplation. As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured, “I won’t coerce you into anything because of