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.”

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

heart swelled with longing. He couldn’t

a day, but I

Waylen’s heart did a

say more when Mark interrupted, “You’re with her every day,

He joined

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

He looked incredibly handsome.

had loosened Waylen’s tongue, and he asked casually, “When

a bittersweet smile playing on

postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger no longer lurked

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

schedule had always made him unable to address

glass. Waylen was delighted to

glass of wine for

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 himself to whip up a simple noodle dish

at least have a few bites,”

want to visit his grave, I’ll go with

and gazed out of the window at the brilliant

chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace. Mark, I won’t be visiting his

Mark nodded.

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

along some

noon by the time

none other than Tyrone’s sister, Danna, who happened

help but steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed somewhat apprehensive in his

Danna hastily

away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat

appeared rather frightened

Waylen

gazing at Danna in such a way. It was no wonder she

showed no rush to get to

Rena onto

come by to speak with

Rena nodded in confirmation.

is set to participate in an Fl car race

Waylen grinned.

nearly 3@ and still into racing. I reckon

Waylen’s handsome face and asked, “Are you jealous? I spoil you

prefer to be a lawyer. After I give

halted Rena’s words with a tender gesture, He spoke

want to be

and children with the best life

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

with

the afternoon, Waylen headed to the company. The weather outside was chilly, so Rena decided to stay

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

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

shifted the moment she entered the Luxurious

on the study door and announced, “Mrs. Fowler, Miss

emanated softly from

her in,”

opened, revealing the elegantly decorated

a French window, evoking an air of opulence, Just the sight of it made Ruth

floral dress,

mature

when she saw Rena in such a

up Rena, the latter lifted

it. Please,

a seat across from

to the servant and instructed, “Prepare a cup of

coffee, she still couldn’t

favor to

but Aline had a strong dislike for

taking a deep breath, Ruth couldn’t contain herself any

individuals, and she constantly makes things difficult for me. During

willing to cozy up to those influential figures as Aline

upstanding person and

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

her slender finger and traced a delicate

bit of

bit puzzled by

masking her thoughts. She continued in a softer tone, “Even though you work for me now, there’s no reason you

Rena didn’t elaborate

for next week’s Fl race, I’ve heard the racers are young and

request, Ruth nodded

didn’t want to say too much, She just asked softly, “Are

for a few seconds and nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in her ear. Ruth was genuinely taken aback by the audacity of Rena’s

appeared 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 to face

lingered a

car approaching the yard heralded the arrival of joyous

long, Alexis and Leonel

baby’s room and gently awakened the peacefully slumbering Marcus, She touched his face with her cold little hand and said, “Marcus, it’s time to wake

let out a cute cry. Alexis placed a gentle kiss on his rosy

He reached over to inspect Marcus’s diaper

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

he wiped Marcus’s bottom with a damp tissue. While attending to these tasks, he whispered to

to give Alexis a mini-lesson on diaper

get it?” he

Alexis beamed and responded,

Alexis and, with a faint blush, turned

the diaper change was complete, Marcus was carried over to Rena by Alexis

hungry,” Alexis informed

inside out, responded without missing

role of a mother to Marcus, treating him as her little one

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

urged Alexis to

scene was one of quiet and familial beauty, and it left Ruth feeling deeply

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

later, Ruth crossed paths with Aline at a

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 restroom. Ruth ended up vomiting

was a miserable

fresh coat of Lipstick, all the while wearing a

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

tap and splashed cold water on her face,

sobriety, she croaked in a hoarse voice, “But consider what you asked me

against