A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Zoey rose from her seat, resolute in her decision.

Rena’s role in the situation was the most delicate. She then held Edwin’s hand and whisked him away for some playful distraction.

With the child out of the picture, Zoey found herself in a better position to act.

In Zoey’s presence, Mark acquiesced to her wishes.

In a stern tone, Zoey addressed her son, “Mark, the Fowler and Evans families are connected through marriage, and Cecilia is your junior. She used to address you as Uncle Mark… How could you treat her like this? Now that your child has grown up, we’ve only learnt of his existence. Is this how I taught you to behave since you were a child?”

With a face filled with shame, Mark replied, “I’m sorry, Mom.”

Zoey waved her hand and said, “Your apology should be directed to their daughter. I shouldn’t have to instruct you on what to do, should I?”

Mark hesitated for a moment.

Then, without hesitation, he softly knelt in front of Korbyn and Juliette.

Korbyn and Juliette were taken aback.

They hadn’t expected Mark to be so direct.

Being a man of his stature, he rarely gave in. To see him kneeling down like this was an odd sight.

Korbyn wasn’t unreasonable.

He knew his daughter well. If Cecilia didn’t truly care for Mark, how could she endure the secrecy of giving birth to Edwin and raising him alone?

Moreover, Waylen had already fought with Mark.

Korbyn glanced at his wife, unsure of what to say, seeking her guidance.

Juliette didn’t want to escalate things with Mark. She assisted him back up and said politely, “After all, you and Cecilia have Edwin now. As for the future, you can discuss it between yourselves.”

Zoey felt even more ashamed.

Waylen turned to his sister and asked, “Cecilia, what do you think?”

Cecilia gazed at Mark with composure.

He returned her gaze.

She knew in her heart that with Edwin in the picture, he couldn’t claim they were incompatible anymore… He seemed willing to marry her with the families’ efforts combined.

But she didn’t want that.

Why would she agree to such an arrangement?

Cecilia’s lips moved slightly. Mark understood what she wanted to say, so he preemptively interjected, “Let’s talk privately.”

Cecilia glanced at her brother.

Waylen took a sip of tea and smirked, “Go ahead, talk with him.

He won’t do anything to harm you; after all, he’s too old for that.”

Waylen was indeed sharp-tongued.

Cecilia nodded in agreement.

Indeed, there were things they couldn’t discuss in front of their elders…

The two of them retreated to a small parlor for their conversation.

Standing by the window, Cecilia turned her back to Mark and whispered in a hushed voice, “I got pregnant after the last time we were together. I only found out after we broke up.”

Mark’s eyes fixated on her back.

He shook his head gently and said, “You’re not being truthful Cecilia. You knew about the pregnancy before we broke up, didn’t you?”

Cecilia took a shallow breath.

After regaining her composure, she replied, “I can’t hide anything from you, Mr. Evans. Yes, I found out the night we broke up. I wanted to tell you but you then said we were not meant to be.”

In truth, he didn’t have to remind her of that. She knew deep down that their relationship wouldn’t work out.

She had her own pride and dignity.

Mark had a multitude of captivating girlfriends, leaving Cecilia to wonder how stupid she was to believe she could actually hold his heart.

It was all her wishful thinking!

Cecilia turned around and graced them with a smile. “Rena once said that if she couldn’t have my brother completely, she wouldn’t want him at all. She was now with him for Alexis’ sake, as she needed care, and both her parents… But Mr. Evans, Edwin has grown up without a father and is in good health. We don’t need to force ourselves into a relationship for Edwin’s sake.”

Her rationality had grown significantly. “If you wish to see him, you can come to Duefron anytime. I won’t stop you.”

However, taking Edwin to Czanch was out of the question.

She had vowed never to return there for the rest of her life.

She expressed her thoughts extensively.

Mark remained silent, seated on the sofa, smoking…

Unlike his mother, he knew that having a child wasn’t enough. He was aware that Cecilia’s resentment toward him only intensified because of Edwin and that forgiveness was beyond reach.

Mark was no impulsive man; his current position was a testament to that.

Even in the face of love, the woman he deeply admired and his own flesh and blood, he retained his composure.

There were just too many aspects to consider.

After finishing his cigarette, he seemed to have weighed all possibilities and asked her softly, “Have you made your decision?”

Cecilia confirmed her decision.

Mark approached her, raising his hand with the intention of caressing her hair as he had done before. Yet, he hesitated and his hand remained suspended in the air…

After a prolonged moment, in a husky voice, he inquired, “Was it difficult for you out there on your own for two years?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

Mark didn’t say another word; he simply enveloped her in his arms.

It was a hug with no sexual desire. He held her tenderly, consoling her silently, much like an elder concerned for a younger one…

Such tenderness acted as a poison to her heart.

Cecilia didn’t want to be entranced by this affection, so she gently pushed him away and asserted, “From now on, we are only Edwin’s parents.”

Mark didn’t press the matter.

Under the shadow of the curtain, he said in a hushed tone, “Cecilia, when I was with you, there was no one else.”

Cecilia appeared visibly surprised but then a smile graced her lips. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Cecilia voiced their

and deemed her son

the atmosphere within the

accepted the compensation offered by Mark for Cecilia and the alimony for Edwin, deeming it as what a

make. Besides, I don’t believe they harbor any lingering feelings for each other after all this time… We’re still family. If you

Zoey felt somewhat disheartened.

warmth and hospitality by inviting Zoey to stay at the Fowlers’ house for a few more

in a busy schedule and

the current state of

afternoon, Rena and Waylen set

seat,

outcome expected? Cecilia has always had a gentle nature. If it weren’t for her broken heart, she would have embraced him

significant

Rena’s heart softened.

Waylen, “Cecilia possesses an unwavering determination. It appears that we,

Waylen glanced at her.

on the gas, driving for a while before smiling. “Have we truly reconciled? We haven’t been intimate for two

you

chose not to argue with this cheeky

lead to

brief silence,

and

Rena agreed.

that Waylen had undergone

towards her and their child had

he displayed remarkable restraint in the

and Waylen now resided together with their child. She was willing to treat him better, which led her to agree when he hinted his desire for intimacy on the night

a conscious decision

didn’t realize how much her

any woman in the past three years, and he was

But what truly mattered to him was that she willingly wanted

lifted little Alexis into

into the car, fastening his seat belt, he pondered and proposed, “These

and inquired, “Would

chubby Legs and let out a cute yawn, saying, “Daddy

infused the car’s

depth of Alexis’

with Waylen. He responded casually, “Isn’t it common for

Alexis burst

recounted to Rena everything her kindergarten classmates had shared, with Leonel’s

couldn’t help but worry about Alexis’

she had to discuss this with Waylen when they had the time,

later, Waylen brought the car to a

Rena realized they were at the French restaurant she had invested

Waylen, she shot him

Waylen playfully teased, “You know, in other families, wives usually foot the

Rena didn’t give in.

your life. I want everyone to know that you’re Mrs. Fowler. I hope

calmly stated,

she prepared to lift Alexis out of the

her slender waist, insisting,

from the car with a disapproving expression, saying, “Daddy just

relished the fact that she could hold both her father’s and mother’s hands at the

restaurant, Waylen accomplished

regular customers now knew that Rena had a

was so down-to-earth that he even joined the chat group of the

too obvious, she decided

steak and taught her how to use knives and forks properly, Alexis imitated her mother’s actions with

adorable face, Rena felt a

relationship with Waylen, her aspiration now was a life filled with love and care for little

determined to do

delight but his euphoria didn’t

casting a

to encounter him at

by his girlfriend, who was rumored to

them, Tyrone paused and greeted, “Mr. Fowler! Rena, it’s been a

courteous greetings, and naturally, Waylen responded

smiled, “Long time no see,

Tyrone nodded affirmatively.

Rena’s face to

and Rena caught his attention

he could kiss her, Alexis took the initiative and sweetly greeted

greet Alexis and the little girl generously

Tyrone couldn’t help but compliment Alexis tearfully, “She’s incredibly

a darling! Rena and I were even discussing having a little sibling for her to keep

dimmed the

taken aback, wondering when she had agreed

magnanimous today, inviting Tyrone and his girlfriend to join

She observed him calmly discussing stocks and the economic landscape with Tyrone and

“You two love each

with a

know Tyrone’s girlfriend and had no

well, including what he

sake, she decided to

the French restaurant, Waylen and Tyrone stood together, smoking peacefully for the first time in

patted Tyrone’s shoulder and complimented, “You

and self-deprecatingly remarked, “Is that supposed to console the

face Waylen, accusing, “You secretly backed my first business in

Waylen remained silent.

mockingly added with bitterness, “Because of you, Rena despised me back then!

cared about their relationship to

that Rena

doing. Waylen knew he should blame no one but himself

to make amends

took a drag on his cigarette, dropped it on the ground, and

imparted a lesson to him: pursuing a relationship without financial resources was indeed a burden for

first, his back evoking a sense of familiarity in Waylen, reminiscent of his younger self from

the dinner, everyone exchanged polite

their way home, Rena remained

Waylen restrained his urge to

home, Alexis

little Alexis in his arms, Waylen’s eyes and brows

to the

on the bed, while Rena changed her into a comfortable pajama and tenderly wiped her hands and

Waylen drew Rena closer to him, pressing his body against her back. “Let’s talk,

slightly and asked, “What

Tyrone. I can’t help feeling jealous of him.

earlier, he observed that Rena didn’t try to forge

protecting Tyrone, and in turn, he also projected similar sentiments toward

by the unspoken

and honest, he laid

“It’s been years. Why bring it up again?

his hand on her back for a moment, Waylen couldn’t help but be

back to the master

of reluctance, she knew it was