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

as she whispered, “I don’t sympathize with

Waylen chuckled.

he had carried in the past two days, and he yearned for intimacy with her. Despite the limited

against his shoulder, gasping for

for an extended period before finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany me later! My father has a volatile temper. It’s inevitable for

shook her head in

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

lips,

her gaze, her eyes filled with concern. “What’s

in a husky voice, “You said you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Rena, am

crept upon Rena’s

his hand away and

earlobe before retreating

others arrived at the Fowler

brimming with excitement, rushed in to deliver the news, “Miss Fowler

exclaimed joyfully, turning to his wife. “Cecilia has been away from home for years, and she’s finally

mirrored her

couple swiftly made their way outside and caught sight of a black

car door

holding the hand

eyes widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

and servants held their breath in

silence, Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia, is this

meet her father’s gaze as

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 and

shot an intense glare at his

all settled in the living room, Waylen handed Edwin

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

sentence, his gaze fixated

Rena. They shared an uncanny resemblance,

to wane as the realization

softly, “Such

the striking resemblance, a profound sorrow etched

were they to

caressed the little boy’s face. He had developed a genuine fondness for this child, and thus he

tinge of sadness engulfed

gaze to his beloved daughter, taking note

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

hold her accountable, yet a sense of melancholy lingered

the stairs alone, heading towards

your brother always make

her lip and

subtly winked at

made his

which was veiled

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

Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions, not only with Harold but also with Mark! She even had a

prepared tea

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

unaware of Cecilia having

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

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

Waylen chose not to disclose Edwin’s

were capable of raising

Korbyn

become entangled with Mark. To add to the complexity, Mark’s niece

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

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

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

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

descended the

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

to Rena and suggested, “Waylen is heading to the company later, and you should just leave Edwin here. You can

bestowed a loving kiss

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

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

his hand but Waylen remained unperturbed. He turned to his sister and

up in

a tad frightened, sought

grandson, Korbyn scolded Waylen, “Why did

and cast a glance

a meal at the Fowler

years had passed and Cecilia had changed a

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

an abundance of

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

to accept

“Just take it.

in the Fowler family home or my

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

diamond necklace, exquisitely

upon it was an exceedingly rare

and whispered, “Cecilia,

the precious gift, tears welled in Cecilia’s

her to no longer

bustling coffee shop, where people came

enveloped her in a comforting

evening, Rena made her way back to the splendid

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

skillfully played

sight of Rena, he delicately swirled the contents of his wine glass and inquired, “How was

weary legs, Rena set down her

rush over

the piano in pursuit of her mother’s

locks and

herself unable to respond,

actions as despicable. He hadn’t displayed this behavior when he

play the piano, pouring her heart

addressing Waylen, “She’s barely four

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

silent, gazing at

for in the past, she had

her. I want her to lead a more comfortable life. Besides… she will be fine under

“It’s a rarity to have some favor

and they proceeded to discuss Cecilia for

the day, Waylen had engaged in deep contemplation. As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured, “I won’t coerce you into anything because