A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Unbeknownst to Rena, Waylen embarked on a journey to Czanch, his footsteps guided by a purpose hidden in the depths of his heart.

Rena remained in blissful ignorance, the tapestry of her own day woven with the threads of routine.

The private plane touched down gracefully at the stroke of ten, like a phantom of the skies. Waylen’s arrival at the Evans family’ residence was well-timed, shortly before noon, leaving the mansion’s butler utterly surprised by the unexpected guest, Rushing to the grand hall, he announced with urgency, “Mrs. Zoey Evans, Mr, Waylen Fowler has arrived,”

Zoey’s heart raced with curiosity.

“What brings him here today?”

Her unease was rooted in the unresolved tension between their families. Mark, her son, and Waylen’s sister Cecilia had a tangled history that led to the birth of a child. For years, Mark hadn’t given Cecilia a home, and Zoey feared Waylen’s presence might ignite a storm of anger.

The butler hesitated, and then cautiously replied, “He appears troubled.” Zoey’s concern deepened.

At that very moment, Waylen entered, his demeanor unusually deferential, which only served to bewilder Zoey further.

Without delay, he extended his arm to escort Zoey to her room, away from prying eyes. He confided with a faint smile dancing on his lips, “I have something to share with you, in private

Zoey’s playful retort didn’t mask her relief.

“Waylen, what’s with all the secrecy?”

Waylen’s enigmatic smile remained.

When they arrived at the room, he unveiled an aged photograph on the table.

As Zoey donned her reading glasses to study it, she marveled, “This is an old picture of me. How did you manage to find this?”

When she flipped the photo over, her questions dissipated, replaced by a subtle shift in her expression.

Her eyes welled with a complex mix of melancholy and longing for days long gone by.

In fading ink, the reverse side of the photograph bore a message that tugged at Zoey’s heartstrings.

“I miss my beloved Zoey.”

Tears glistened in Zoey’s eyes as she recognized the familiar handwriting.

“Waylen, I recognize this handwriting.”

Her voice quivered, but the tears remained in check.

Waylen’s voice was hushed yet filled with a gentle solemnity.

“Jarrod entrusted this to me. He said… His life’s greatest regret was not having the chance to apologize to you.”

Zoey’s fingers caressed the photograph, and a sigh escaped her lips.

“He didn’t need to do that. Waylen, how is he?

For a fleeting moment, silence hung in the air, an unspoken truth. Zoey knew something bad might have happened to Jarrod.

Placing his hand atop Zoey’s, Waylen gently broke the silence.

“Jarrod has passed away. You were the last person in his thoughts.”

The words lingered, a poignant reminder of life’s fragility.

Zoey’s shock was palpable, yet instead of tears, she gently traced the handwritten words on the photograph.

Hy beloved Zoey.

When Zoey was young, she and Jarrod had been an incredible match, Their connection was undeniable, However, fate had other plans. A bitter feud divided their families. Jarrod’s family vehemently opposed his relationship with Zoey, uttering hurtful words, Zoey, known for her fierce spirit, couldn’t tolerate such discord. She made the bold decision to marry into the Evans family just half a year later.

Jarrod, unable to bear the constraints of his family’s disapproval, chose a different path.

He ran away from home and eventually found himself drawn into the world of psychics,

The ambiance in the room was heavy with silence. Zoey sat, her emotions hidden behind a stoic facade.

No tears, no cries – but Waylen understood the storm brewing within her.

In a hushed voice, Waylen began to share snippets of Jarrod’s history and his connection to the Fowler family. Zoey responded with a nonchalant tone, “I thought he had given up on everything. Yet, in the end, he helped my granddaughter.

For hours, Zoey remained in solitude, lost in her thoughts. Waylen stood by her side, offering silent support.

As evening descended, Mark returned home. He was taken aback to learn that Waylen was in the house.

Upon hearing from a servant that Zoey was in low spirits and that Waylen was with her, Mark decided to head straight to Zoey’s bedroom,

He approached the bedroom door, giving it a gentle knock.

Concern laced his voice as he inquired.

“Mom, why have you locked the door?”

The door creaked open, revealing Waylen.

He quietly closed the door behind him and explained, “Mark, your mother needs some time alone.”

Mark felt a sense of unease wash over him.

He took a few steps away from the door but couldn’t contain his curiosity.

“What’s wrong with my mom?”

Waylen paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully.

“An old friend of your mother’s has passed away.”

Mark’s confusion was palpable.

He racked his brain, but the identity of this old friend remained elusive. After all, the families had once been prominent in their own right, but the past was a distant memory now.

Waylen had originally intended to return to Duefron overnight. He missed Rena and the kids.

However, Mark’s insistence kept him back.

“Zoey isn’t feeling well. Having an extra person in the house might help, and she’s very fond of you.”

Waylen consented.

Mark took it upon himself to prepare a few dishes.

The night air was chilly, and Waylen stood alone in the courtyard, dialing Rena’s number to let her know where he was.

Rena’s gentle voice greeted him when she picked up.

“Dinner is ready, Will you be back for it

Waylen, undoing a button on his coat, whispered, “You and the kids should eat first. I’m away on business, and it might be difficult for me to make it back. If you have trouble sleeping, let Alexis sleep with you. She always likes to snuggle up to you the most.”

a business trip, and Rena had no reason to doubt him, She simply wished him well

words, Waylen’s heart swelled with

only been a day, but

heart did a

Mark interrupted, “You’re with her

phone, grinning. He joined Mark

turtleneck, Waylen*s face flushed a

He looked incredibly handsome.

he asked casually, “When do you plan to give Cecilia and Edwin a

glass, a bittersweet smile playing on his

his promise to

Cecilia wasn’t as forward as she

always made him unable to address his

next year,” Mark whispered, gazing into his glass. Waylen was delighted to

poured a glass of wine

them

into Zoey’s room. Zoey had been overcome with grief and barely ate, so Mark took it upon himself to whip up

at least have a few bites,”

grave, I’ll go with you,”

out

murmured, “He predicted this ending, yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace. Mark, I won’t be visiting his

Mark nodded.

dutiful son, Mark spent the night on the sofa in Zoey’s bedroom. In the early hours of the morning, Waylen

to take along some gifts

nearly noon by the time Waylen

Danna, who happened to be Zack’s

couldn’t help but steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed somewhat apprehensive in his

long, Danna hastily took her

her white sports car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat

appeared rather frightened of

shot Waylen

had been gazing at Danna in such a way. It was

to get to

settled Rena onto his lap and

Danna come by to speak

Rena nodded in confirmation.

to us. Zack is set to participate in

Waylen grinned.

still into racing.

face and asked, “Are you jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost your memory, I didn’t

prefer to be a lawyer. After I give birth to this

with a tender

anything, I want to be

wife and children with the best life possible

become a Lawyer, but now,

had grown content with his work in the business

afternoon, Waylen headed to the company. The weather outside was chilly, so Rena decided to stay indoors. Instead, she called for Ruth to come to

luxurious villa, she

and have a chat with her,” the servant said. Ruth

moment she entered the Luxurious villa

servant knocked on the study door and announced, “Mrs.

voice emanated softly from

in,” she

opened, revealing the elegantly

air of opulence, Just the sight of it made Ruth feel as if it were all quite

seated there, wearing a floral dress, her long brown hair

exuded a mature and alluring

a light. Yet, at this moment, Ruth didn’t dare to entertain any inappropriate

she was sizing up Rena, the latter lifted her

you could make it. Please, have a

a seat across from Rena but felt somewhat

turned to the servant and instructed, “Prepare a cup of coffee for

coffee, she still couldn’t shake

a favor to ask

initially worked for Aline, but Aline had a strong dislike for her and

Ruth

at flattery. She has managed to gain favor with several prominent individuals, and she constantly makes things

cozy up to those influential figures as Aline had wanted, she might have been able to

Rena’s company, Ruth aspired to be an upstanding person and was no longer inclined to engage in

Outside, the snowflakes were falling gracefully once more, casting a serene, wintry blanket

finger and traced a

quite a bit of snow this year,” she

puzzled by

She continued in a softer tone, “Even though you work for me now, there’s no reason you can’t still keep

Rena didn’t

a nearby book and offered a warm smile, “These are tickets for next week’s

Rena’s unspoken request, Ruth nodded in

much, She just asked softly,

thought for a few seconds and nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in

that

lingered a

the yard heralded the

long, Alexis and Leonel

and gently awakened the peacefully slumbering Marcus, She touched his face with

gentle kiss

to inspect

exclaimed, “Oh, Marcus, you’ve wet yourself again! She

removing his soiled pants and replacing them with fresh ones, In the midst of this, he wiped Marcus’s bottom

to give Alexis

get it?” he

and responded, “Leonel, I

a

diaper change was complete, Marcus was carried

hungry,” Alexis

who knew Alexis inside out, responded without missing a

the role of a mother to Marcus, treating him as her little one during their make-believe games. Rena calmly prepared a bottle

was engrossed in his book, quietly turning its pages. Alexis, however, wished to join in the care of Marcus. Leonel

urged Alexis to read

one of quiet and familial beauty,

Ruth departed from the villa, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for Rena, who, at such a young age, was left to care for the children. Yet, upon

paths with Aline

swiftly had someone make sure Ruth had a bit too much to drink. Ruth’s agent glared at the portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing

was a

the mirror, leisurely applying a fresh coat of Lipstick, all

seems you’re facing quite the hardship after betraying me, aren’t you, Ruth? You know, I truly wished to make you popular, to see you become a star. But you decided to

tap and splashed cold

croaked in a hoarse voice, “But consider what you

leaned against the wall,