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.”

business trip, and Rena had no reason to doubt

listened to her soft-spoken words, Waylen’s heart swelled with longing. He couldn’t resist

a day,

Waylen’s heart did a

her every day, and now you can’t

joined Mark

his coat, revealing a black turtleneck, Waylen*s face flushed

He looked incredibly handsome.

wine had loosened Waylen’s tongue, and he asked casually, “When do you plan to give

held his glass, a bittersweet smile playing

his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger no longer

women’s innate reserve, Cecilia wasn’t as

his busy schedule had always

year,” Mark whispered, gazing into his glass. Waylen was delighted to hear Mark’s resolute

glass

them

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

have a few bites,” Mark urged

his grave, I’ll

and gazed out of the window at the

murmured, “He predicted this ending, yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace.

Mark nodded.

in Zoey’s bedroom. In the early hours

to take along some gifts he’d

noon by

found an unexpected guest in the house. It was none other than Tyrone’s sister, Danna, who happened to be Zack’s wife. Tyrone had been Waylen’s most

but steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an

Danna hastily took her

car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat and pretended to

rather frightened

Waylen an amused

way. It was no wonder she felt

showed no rush to get to

onto his lap and

Danna come by to

Rena nodded in confirmation.

to us. Zack is set to participate in an Fl car

Waylen grinned.

into racing. I

I spoil you

of this, Rena continued seriously, “Waylen, I know you prefer to be a lawyer. After I

words with a tender

want to be

and children with the best

had met Rena, Waylen’s dream had been to become a Lawyer, but now, his entire

grown content with his work

to the company. The weather outside was chilly, so Rena decided

drove over and, upon arriving at the luxurious villa, she was greeted by a smiling

Miss Powell, please go and have a chat with her,” the servant said. Ruth

moment she entered the Luxurious

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

voice emanated

in,” she

opened, revealing the

of opulence, Just the

seated there, wearing a floral dress, her long brown

a mature

saw Rena in such a light. Yet, at this moment,

Rena, the latter lifted her head and offered

you could make it. Please, have a seat,” Rena said

seat across from Rena but

and instructed, “Prepare a cup

Ruth sipped her coffee, she

had a favor to ask of

initially worked for Aline, but Aline had a strong

a deep breath, Ruth couldn’t contain herself

She has managed to gain favor with several prominent individuals, and she constantly makes things difficult for me. During the last event, I nearly found myself in an embarrassing

was willing to cozy up to those influential figures as Aline had

upstanding person and was no longer inclined to engage in such

gazed thoughtfully outside the window for a moment. Outside, the snowflakes were falling gracefully once more, casting a serene,

slender finger and traced a delicate path on the frosted

quite a bit of snow

puzzled by Rena’s sudden

her thoughts. She continued in a softer tone, “Even though you

didn’t

within a nearby book and offered a warm smile, “These are tickets for next week’s Fl race, I’ve heard the racers are young and handsome. I believe Miss Hanson

Rena’s unspoken request, Ruth nodded in

to say too much, She just

closer and whispered confidentially in her ear. Ruth was genuinely taken aback by the

so fragile, and Ruth hadn’t expected such a bold move from her, Still, Ruth believed that individuals like Aline, who harbored malice in the entertainment industry, were destined

lingered a while

the yard heralded the arrival

Alexis and Leonel scampered

gently awakened the peacefully slumbering Marcus, She touched his face

a gentle kiss on his rosy cheek and attempted

frowned. He reached over to inspect Marcus’s diaper and proclaimed, “He’s

yourself again!

bottom with a damp tissue. While attending to these

give Alexis a

get

and responded, “Leonel, I have you to help me, don’t

his gaze towards Alexis and, with a faint blush, turned his

change was complete, Marcus was carried over to

Marcus is hungry,”

knew Alexis inside out,

treating him as her little one during their make-believe games. Rena calmly prepared a bottle of

engrossed in his book, quietly turning its pages. Alexis, however, wished to join in

to read

quiet and familial beauty, and it left Ruth

a pang of sympathy for Rena, who, at such a young age, was left to care for the children. Yet, upon reflection, she realized that Rena had made this choice herself. Rena had

crossed paths with Aline at a

to drink. Ruth’s agent glared at the portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing his anger. He

was a miserable

coat of Lipstick, all the while

truly wished to make you popular, to see you become a star. But you decided

tap and splashed cold water on her face, attempting to

“But consider what you asked me to

against