A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1451-1460
Juliette and Korbyn, accustomed to their affection, barely blinked at the display downstairs.
Yet, another figure was present.
It was Mark.
Snow dusted the man as he entered, his gaze capturing the charged scene. His scoff dripped with sarcasm as he said, “Ah, Waylen, age hasn’t diminished your romance.”
Unbeknownst to all, Waylen’s memories had fully returned.
Seating Rena gently, Waylen said with a smile, “Mark, I’m only 35.”
Mark’s unease was palpable.
Waylen’s gaze shifted to Edwin, perched at the table. Edwin’s timidity had thus far hindered him from addressing Mark as Dad.
With a gentle stroke of Edwin’s head, Waylen inquired.
“Your great uncle is here. Why not greet him?”
Edwin, his voice a soft murmur, addressed Mark as great uncle.
Mark’s hand ruffled Edwin’s hair as he chuckled.
A searching Look passed between Mark and Waylen. Concealment might work with others, but not with Mark. Did Waylen have something on his mind?
Mark didn’t make it clear when Waylen wanted to spice things up.
He skillfully steered the conversation while seated beside Cecilia. His voice hushed, he explained, “I’ve been swamped Lately. I only have a short break, so I came to see you. I’ve got a flight to catch later.”
Should he miss the plane, a long car ride would await.
Cecilia, her response unvoiced, remained silent.
Months prior, Mark had prepared a house for them. At the time, Cecilia had been ready to accept his proposal, the pain of the past seemingly abated. Yet, constant work had forestalled their happiness.
Endless waiting had gradually eroded her faith.
Mark understood, yet the present setting allowed no room for such discussions.
As the family savored dinner and conversation flowed, Waylen’s attentiveness to Rena struck Mark’s heart with a pang of envy of having a complete family. Despite their trials, they remained united.
Mark longed for the same with Cecilia.
A hint of solitude crept over him.
Edwin fetched a morsel of food for Mark, urging, “Dad, let’s eat.”
Mark’s heart softened. A tender touch graced his son’s shoulder, before his gaze sought Cecilia’s.
Cecilia feigned ignorance.
As dinner concluded, Cecilia readied herself for a commercial shoot, her assistant waiting in the car.
Mark, positioned within the bathroom, obstructed her path.
He Looked at her stunning face, and his voice emerged hoarse, a plea tinged with urgency.
“Can’t you adjust your schedule? We have such a rare opportunity to meet.”
Cecilia, tending to her Lipstick, turned and Lightly pushed him. “I’LL be late.”
Mark persisted.
He enclosed her within his arm, Locking the bathroom door behind them.
Cecilia’s efforts to resist were futile.
She leaned against the wall, her gaze distant.
Soft-spoken words drifted from her lips, laden with an undertone of resignation. “Mark, you’re always consumed by obligations. You probably can’t even recall our son’s birthday. I know in your eyes, my work is unimportant, so I should cooperate with you unconditionally. If I have to put off my work once you come, do you know how many favors I will owe others? Mark, you won’t think about it at all. You don’t care about my feelings at all.”
Emotions perhaps unrevealed, Cecilia voiced her thoughts, her voice tinged with disappointment.
Enriching herself seemed wiser than waiting for Mark.
Edwin needed her guidance too.
Mark’s gaze was profound.
He stood defenseless, recognizing that the young girl who once clung to him had matured significantly.
But he longed for the simplicity she had exuded.
Cecilia’s melancholy registered. She was loath to quarrel with him.
Her head bowed, a whisper broke from her lips. “I’m leaving. When will you leave?” She shifted her focus to Edwin, her voice softening. “If you have time, accompany Edwin to play. At his age, he should be in kindergarten. You can’t imagine how much he envies Alexis and Leonel.”
Mark’s heart twinged.
Cecilia’s departure was forestalled by Mark’s grasp, his hand producing a cigarette.
Only half of it was smoked before it was snuffed out.
His Lips descended upon hers in a deep, intense kiss, laden with a yearning that lingered in the air.
Initially resistant, Cecilia’s resistance gradually softened.
But her eyes glistened with tears.
Mark desisted, his forehead meeting hers, his touch tender as he smoothed her dress.
He had failed her, burdening her with enough pain.
The year’s end loomed with a looming project deadline, yet Mark shied away from making promises he feared he couldn’t keep.
After a lengthy silence, he murmured, “Don’t let Edwin see this. He might think I’m picking on you.”
Cecilia’s frustration materialized in a playful punch to his shoulder.
Pushing the door ajar, she departed.
her entrance to the car. Her assistant occupied the front, a young boy likely
remained
car vanished from
to the villa’s grand hall, Mark
Mark inquired in a low voice. “Have you regained your
A
felt a hint of envy. He took a
considering relinquishing everything
underlying message
Edwin bounded down the stairs, a playful demeanor about him. His cheeks held
tenderly graced
his gaze brimming with anticipation, queried, “When the snow gets heavier, can you build a
response remained unspoken, shrouded in
candy
placed the candy in his mouth but
yearned for staying, to bask in the joy of making his son happy. But he
struggle did not
Edwin in his arms, and patted
I need
features. Nevertheless, he obediently ascended the stairs. Mark’s heart ached
companionship. Yet, as his father, Mark had failed to spend more than a few days with
between Mark and Cecilia. Their attachment was complex, after
Waylen personally poured a cup of tea for Mark, After a contemplative pause, he asked, “What are
teacup, Mark gazed pensively at the drifting
Waylen’s
hushed and
has
younger generation is struggling to manage them effectively. I’m considering revitalizing these ventures, giving them a
Mark’s departure was scheduled for four in the
set out earlier, around two. Waylen understood his reasons
Edwin, Mark departed into the heavy snow. As he stepped into the waiting car, Peter couldn’t resist asking, “It’s
his gaze forward
a pit stop halfway. I want
with an
intended to visit Cecilia. Lightly teasing, he added, “She’ll surely be overjoyed to see
pause ensued before he softly murmured, “I owe them too
the end, he simply sighed softly,
of snow. Chilling gusts swept
the heating was absent. Cecilia, engaged in shooting a shampoo advertisement, stood in a thin
cold, she remained resolutely focused on
doorway, Mark
that even though her work might appear insignificant, it was essential for her livelihood. Mark chose not to disturb her although
her eyes caught
attention to this gentleman of dignified
speaking in hushed
at Mark
addressing the assembly with a warm smile and explained, “Mr. Evans has come to check on Miss Fowler. Given the
to Cecilia. Clasping the
eyes, an
and draped it over her shoulders, his touch tender as he secured it in place. Gently, he chided, “Sometimes I wonder how old
carried a hint of reproach, his tone remained soothing. Cecilia stood momentarily stupefied,
come here
you think I am here
into a
savored its warmth, its comfort diffusing
not upset when I speak
for a prolonged moment before a smile graced his
much younger than I am. What’s
hair. The gesture bore a gentleness akin to that of a departing
Cecilia harbored no desire to
he continued, “Wrap up the shooting soon. Edwin is eagerly awaiting a snowman-building session. Ensure you take care of and him. He’s prone to fever. As for you, remember to have ginger tea. Zoey has been insistent about taking you to Czanch and
momentarily perplexed by his heartfelt advice. Just then, the cameras were poised to resume shooting. Pearl retrieved
breaks. As the new year approaches, let’s go to Czanch, you,
enticing. Cecilia
place all her hopes on Mark, she also had her child
if Mark broke his promise once again? Mark was cognizant of Cecilia’s internal
smoothed her hair and murmured, “We can discuss this later. For
that, Mark should have departed. Yet, he lingered a bit longer. Opportunities to see
exited the studio,
remove his coat and offer it
need. I’m not in
your age, it’s best to
left speechless. Recognizing his gaffe, Peter opened the car door for
the snowflakes that had settled on his sweater, chiding himself, “True, I may be getting old, but I can’t provide my wife and child with a complete
his emotions deep. At the same time, Cecilia’s mood had
to make the best of
crew’s invitation for dinner, her assistant, ever adept with people, personally paid for the staff to
Cecilia yearned for Edwin.
upon reaching the villa where Waylen resided, the hour had grown late and
on the couch, Waylen was engrossed in
gaze, he said, “Stay here tonight. Edwin’s been eagerly anticipating playing in the snow all
gaze
her hand, and in a subdued tone, he pleaded, “I want
her debt to Edwin, Cecilia couldn’t bring
his
Put on your
out to join Alexis and Leonel in their snowball fight. Laughter and merriment wafted in through the open door. Tears welled in
point, Waylen had ceased his
much Cecilia had changed over the years,
astute, yet Waylen longed for her to retain her innocence, shielded from sorrow’s touch…
milk tea cup sat
took on an air of
buy you the milk tea?
her lips, choosing silence. She feared her brother’s possible
quite stubborn this afternoon? Now you’re moved just because he bought you a cup of milk
“Waylen.”
preferring not to scold her. With gentleness, he advised, “If you’re patient, just wait for him to give you a complete
stairs to be with Rena. Cecilia was left alone in the
milk tea, she approached the French window. Outside, the snowfall had
flight taken off?
and Edwin when he was free. If she hadn’t lost her temper with him, she would
she
The call connected…
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