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.”

doubt him, She simply

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

only been a day, but I

too.” Waylen’s heart did a

with her every day,

hung up the phone, grinning. He joined Mark

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

He looked incredibly handsome.

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

glass, a bittersweet smile

guilty for repeatedly postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger no

reserve, Cecilia wasn’t as forward as

had always made him unable

glass. Waylen was delighted to hear Mark’s resolute

a glass

two of them continued to

overcome with grief and barely ate, so Mark took it

at least have a few bites,” Mark urged

visit his grave, I’ll go with

her head and gazed out of the window

chose to go through

Mark nodded.

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

to take along some gifts

nearly noon by the time Waylen returned

sister, Danna, who happened to be Zack’s wife. Tyrone had been Waylen’s most formidable rival

steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed

hastily

white sports car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat and pretended to be

rather frightened

Waylen an amused

such a way.

no rush to get to the

Rena onto his lap

come by to speak

Rena nodded in confirmation.

gave tickets to a car race to us. Zack is set to participate in an Fl car race next

Waylen grinned.

still into racing. I reckon Danna’s been

jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost your memory, I didn’t stop

“Waylen, I know you prefer to be a lawyer. After I give birth

halted Rena’s words with a

want to be your

children with the best life

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

content with his work in the business

Rena decided to stay indoors. Instead, she called for Ruth to

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

floor, Miss Powell, please go and have a chat with her,” the servant said. Ruth nodded in acknowledgment and was led inside the

mood suddenly shifted the moment she entered the Luxurious villa

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

voice emanated softly from

her in,”

opened, revealing the

set of dark green leather sofas sat beside a French window, evoking an air of opulence,

seated there, wearing a floral dress, her long

exuded a mature and alluring

think of Waylen when she saw Rena in such a

up Rena, the latter lifted her head and offered a warm

could make it. Please,

from

instructed, “Prepare a cup of

she still couldn’t

had a favor to

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

a deep breath, Ruth couldn’t

managed to gain favor with several prominent individuals, and she constantly makes things

as long as Ruth was willing to cozy up to those influential figures as Aline had wanted, she might have been

Ruth aspired to be an upstanding person

the window for a moment. Outside, the snowflakes were falling gracefully once more, casting a serene, wintry blanket over

traced a delicate path on the

had quite a bit of

puzzled by

a softer tone, “Even though

Rena didn’t

tickets for next week’s Fl race, I’ve heard the racers are young and handsome. I believe Miss Hanson

unspoken request, Ruth

to say too much, She just asked softly, “Are you willing to

nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in her ear.

appeared so fragile, and Ruth hadn’t expected such a bold move from her, Still, Ruth believed that individuals like

a while

of a car approaching the yard heralded the arrival of joyous

Alexis and Leonel scampered

touched his face with her cold little hand

gentle kiss on his rosy

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

wet yourself again! She looked expectantly at

his soiled pants and replacing them with fresh ones, In the midst of this, he wiped Marcus’s bottom with a damp tissue. While attending to these tasks, he whispered to Alexis, “Marcus

then proceeded to give Alexis a mini-lesson on diaper

get

Alexis beamed and responded, “Leonel, I have you to help

towards Alexis and, with a faint blush, turned his

was

is hungry,” Alexis informed

who knew Alexis inside out, responded without

to Marcus, treating him as her little one during their

wished to join in the care of Marcus. Leonel gently tugged her towards

Alexis to

was one of quiet and familial beauty, and it left

was left to care for the children. Yet, upon reflection, she realized that Rena had made this choice herself. Rena had wealth, ample free

days later, Ruth crossed paths

make sure Ruth had a bit too much to drink. Ruth’s agent glared at the portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing his anger. He assisted Ruth in making her way to the

a miserable

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

you, Ruth? You know, I truly wished to make you popular, to see you become a

turned on the tap and splashed cold water on

had regained some semblance of sobriety, she croaked in a hoarse voice, “But consider what you asked me to

a seductive smile as she leaned against the wall, producing