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.”

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

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

only been a day, but I already

too.” Waylen’s heart did

more when Mark interrupted, “You’re with her every day, and now you can’t stand one day without

the phone, grinning. He joined Mark for a drink

a black turtleneck, Waylen*s face flushed a faint red from the

He looked incredibly handsome.

asked casually, “When

a bittersweet smile playing

repeatedly postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger

to women’s innate reserve, Cecilia wasn’t as forward as

for Mark, his busy schedule had always made him unable

gazing into his glass. Waylen was delighted to hear

a glass of wine for

two of them continued to chat

night, Waylen found himself in Rena‘s room, Meanwhile, Mark ventured into Zoey’s room. Zoey had been overcome with grief and barely ate, so Mark took it upon

a few bites,”

you want to visit his grave, I’ll go with you,” he

her head and gazed out of the window at the brilliant

this ending, yet he chose to go through with it.

Mark nodded.

spent the night on the sofa in

take along some gifts he’d purchased

noon by the

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

Danna. She had an

long, Danna hastily

Waylen

appeared rather frightened

shot Waylen

in such a way. It was no wonder she felt a

rush to get

settled Rena onto his lap

by to speak with

Rena nodded in confirmation.

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

Waylen grinned.

and still into racing. I reckon Danna’s been spoiling

and asked, “Are you jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost

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

a tender gesture, He spoke

want to be

with the best life possible was of paramount

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

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

over and, upon arriving at the luxurious villa, she was greeted

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

moment she entered

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

emanated softly

in,”

revealing the

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

wearing a floral dress,

exuded a mature and alluring

of Waylen when she saw Rena in such a light. Yet, at this

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

Please,

seat across from Rena

instructed, “Prepare

she still

favor to

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

breath, Ruth couldn’t contain herself

gain favor with several prominent individuals, and she constantly

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

aspired to be an upstanding person and was no longer inclined to engage in such

outside the window for a moment. Outside, the snowflakes

traced a

had quite a bit of snow this

by Rena’s sudden mention

tone, “Even though you

Rena didn’t elaborate

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

unspoken request, Ruth

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

for a few seconds and nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in her ear. Ruth was genuinely

bold move from her, Still, Ruth believed that individuals like Aline, who harbored malice in the entertainment industry, were destined to face

a while

car approaching the yard heralded

long, Alexis and Leonel scampered

Marcus, She touched his face with her cold little

placed a gentle kiss

to inspect Marcus’s diaper

yourself again!

ones, In the midst of this, he wiped Marcus’s bottom with a damp tissue. While attending to these tasks, he whispered

then proceeded to give Alexis a

get it?” he

tiny hand, Alexis beamed and responded, “Leonel, I have you to help me, don’t

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

Marcus was carried

is hungry,” Alexis informed

out, responded without missing a

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

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

to

quiet and familial

for the children. Yet, upon reflection, she realized that Rena had made this choice herself. Rena had

paths with

the portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing his

was a miserable

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

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

splashed cold water on her face, attempting

semblance of sobriety, she croaked in a hoarse voice, “But consider what you asked me to do. Waylen

curled into a seductive smile as she leaned against