A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1481-1490
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.”
reason to doubt him, She simply wished him well and implored
heart swelled
only been a day,
too.” Waylen’s heart did a little
was about to say more when Mark interrupted, “You’re with her every day, and
joined Mark for
revealing a black turtleneck,
He looked incredibly handsome.
loosened Waylen’s tongue, and he asked casually, “When do you plan
his glass, a bittersweet smile playing on his
guilty for repeatedly postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully,
wasn’t as forward as she used
always made him unable to address his
glass.
glass of
two of them
room, Meanwhile, 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 dish
at least have a few bites,” Mark
to visit his grave, I’ll go with you,” he
her head and gazed out of the
yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace. Mark, I
Mark nodded.
in Zoey’s bedroom. In the early hours of the morning, Waylen prepared
along some gifts he’d purchased
nearly noon by the time Waylen
other than Tyrone’s sister, Danna, who happened
She had an
Danna hastily took
her white sports car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat and
appeared rather
Waylen
had been gazing at Danna in such a way.
showed no rush to get to the
onto his lap and inquired
Danna come by to speak with
Rena nodded in confirmation.
to us. Zack is set to participate in an Fl car race next
Waylen grinned.
nearly 3@ and still into racing. I reckon Danna’s been spoiling
jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost your memory, I
prefer to be a
Rena’s words with a
than anything, I want
his wife and children with the best life possible was of paramount
a Lawyer, but
he 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 the
and, upon arriving at the luxurious villa, she was greeted by a smiling
go and have a
shifted the moment she entered the
servant knocked on the study
voice emanated softly
her in,”
opened, revealing
beside a French window, evoking an air of opulence, Just the sight of it made Ruth feel
was seated there, wearing a floral dress, her long brown hair cascading
exuded a mature and
but think of Waylen when she saw Rena in such a light. Yet, at this moment, Ruth didn’t dare to entertain
was sizing up Rena, the latter lifted
you could make it. Please, have a seat,” Rena
took a seat across from Rena but
the servant and instructed, “Prepare a
coffee, she still couldn’t shake her
a favor to
worked for Aline, but Aline had a strong dislike
a deep breath, Ruth
with several prominent individuals, and she constantly makes things difficult
was willing to cozy up to those influential figures as Aline had wanted, she might have been able to
upstanding person and was no longer inclined
moment. Outside, the snowflakes were falling gracefully once more,
and traced a delicate
had quite a bit of snow this year,”
was a bit puzzled by Rena’s sudden mention of the
a softer tone, “Even though you work for me now,
Rena didn’t elaborate
retrieved two tickets from within a nearby book and offered a warm smile, “These are tickets for next week’s Fl race, I’ve heard the racers
unspoken request, Ruth nodded
want to say too much, She just asked softly, “Are you
a few seconds and nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in her ear. Ruth was genuinely
her, Still, Ruth believed that individuals like Aline, who harbored malice
lingered a while
a car approaching the yard
and Leonel
the baby’s room and gently awakened the peacefully slumbering Marcus, She touched his face with
let out a cute cry. Alexis placed a gentle kiss on his rosy cheek and
inspect Marcus’s diaper and proclaimed,
Marcus, you’ve wet yourself again! She looked
ones, In the midst of this, he wiped Marcus’s bottom with a damp
Alexis a mini-lesson on
get it?”
her chin with her tiny hand, Alexis beamed and responded, “Leonel, I
shifted his gaze towards Alexis and, with a
was complete, Marcus was carried over to Rena
Marcus is hungry,”
knew Alexis inside out,
role of a mother to Marcus, treating him as her little one
wished to join in the care of Marcus.
urged Alexis to
and familial beauty, and it left Ruth feeling deeply
but feel 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 wealth, ample
Ruth crossed paths with Aline
drink. Ruth’s agent glared at the portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing his anger. He assisted Ruth
was a
stood before the mirror, leisurely applying a fresh coat of Lipstick, all the while wearing
betraying me, aren’t you, Ruth? You know, I truly wished to make
the tap and splashed cold water on her face, attempting to
regained some semblance of sobriety, she croaked in a hoarse voice, “But
as she leaned against the wall,
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