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
soft-spoken words, Waylen’s heart swelled with longing. He couldn’t resist
a day,
too.” Waylen’s heart did a little
“You’re with her every
the phone, grinning. He joined Mark for
black turtleneck,
He looked incredibly handsome.
and he asked casually, “When do you plan to
glass, a bittersweet smile playing
repeatedly postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger no longer lurked
innate reserve, Cecilia wasn’t as forward as
for Mark, his busy schedule had always
into his glass. Waylen was delighted to hear Mark’s
poured a glass
them continued
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 for
at least have a few
grave,
head and gazed out of
she murmured, “He predicted this ending, yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him some peace. Mark,
Mark nodded.
a dutiful son, Mark spent the night on the sofa in Zoey’s bedroom.
to take along some gifts he’d purchased for Cecilia
noon by the time
unexpected guest in the house. It was none other than Tyrone’s sister, Danna, who happened to be Zack’s wife. Tyrone
steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed somewhat
long, Danna hastily
white sports car drive away, Waylen unbuttoned his coat and
rather
shot Waylen an amused
had been gazing at Danna in such a way. It was
rush to get to the
Rena onto
Danna come by
Rena nodded in confirmation.
tickets to a car race to us. Zack is set
Waylen grinned.
still into racing. I reckon Danna’s been
handsome face and asked, “Are you jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost your memory, I didn’t
continued seriously, “Waylen, I know you prefer to be a lawyer. After
with a tender gesture, He
want to
children with the best life possible was of paramount
Waylen’s dream had been to become a Lawyer, but now, his entire
grown content with his work in the
company. The weather outside was chilly, so Rena decided to stay
upon arriving at the luxurious villa, she was
and have a chat with her,” the servant said. Ruth nodded in acknowledgment and was led inside
she entered the
servant knocked on the study door and announced, “Mrs. Fowler, Miss Powell is
voice emanated softly
her in,”
revealing the elegantly decorated
evoking an air of opulence, Just the sight of it made Ruth feel as if it were
seated there, wearing a floral dress, her
exuded a mature and alluring
in such a light. Yet, at this moment,
up Rena, the latter lifted her head
it. Please,
across from Rena
“Prepare a cup of coffee for Miss
her coffee, she still couldn’t shake
favor
Aline had a strong dislike for her and frequently
taking a deep breath, Ruth couldn’t
prominent individuals, and she constantly makes
to cozy up to those influential figures as Aline had wanted, she might have been able to avoid these
joining Rena’s company, Ruth aspired to be an upstanding person and
Outside, the snowflakes were
extended her slender finger and traced a delicate path
bit of snow this
by
She continued in a softer tone, “Even though you
didn’t
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
request, Ruth nodded
much, She just asked softly, “Are you willing to
for a few seconds and nodded firmly. Rena beckoned Ruth closer and whispered confidentially in her ear. Ruth was genuinely taken aback
believed that individuals like Aline, who harbored malice in the entertainment industry, were destined to face consequences
a while
approaching the yard heralded the
and
gently awakened the peacefully slumbering Marcus, She touched his face with her cold little hand and said,
placed a gentle kiss on his rosy cheek and
frowned. He reached over to inspect Marcus’s
you’ve wet yourself again! She looked
midst of this, he wiped Marcus’s bottom with a damp tissue. While attending
Alexis a mini-lesson on
you get it?” he
with her tiny hand, Alexis beamed and responded, “Leonel, I have you to help
with a faint blush,
the diaper change was complete, Marcus was carried over to Rena by Alexis
hungry,”
Alexis inside out, responded
little one during their make-believe games. Rena calmly prepared a bottle of milk and fed it
however, wished to join in the care
to read
familial
Rena, who, at such a young age, was left to care for the children. Yet, upon reflection, she
paths with Aline at a
portly man beside Aline but refrained from voicing his anger. He assisted Ruth in making her way to the
was a
before the mirror, leisurely applying a fresh coat
aren’t you, Ruth? You know, I truly wished to make you popular, to see you become a star. But you decided
and splashed cold water on her face, attempting
“But consider what you asked me to do. Waylen is not a man
smile as she leaned against
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