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.”

no reason to doubt him, She simply

Waylen’s heart swelled with

a day, but I already miss

Waylen’s heart did a

was about to say more when Mark interrupted, “You’re with her every day, and now you can’t stand

the phone, grinning. He joined Mark for a drink

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

He looked incredibly handsome.

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

a bittersweet smile playing on

repeatedly postponing his promise to Cecilia. Thankfully, danger no

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

schedule had always made

next year,” Mark whispered, gazing into his glass. Waylen was delighted to

glass of wine for

of them continued to chat

been overcome with grief and barely ate, so Mark took

have a few bites,” Mark

grave, I’ll go with

shook her head and gazed out of

murmured, “He predicted this ending, yet he chose to go through with it. It must have brought him

Mark nodded.

on the sofa in Zoey’s bedroom.

along some gifts he’d purchased for Cecilia and

by

his arrival, he found an unexpected guest in the house. It was none other than Tyrone’s sister, Danna, who happened to be Zack’s wife. Tyrone had been

couldn’t help but steal a few extra glances at Danna. She had an unassuming air about her and seemed somewhat apprehensive in

hastily took her

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

appeared rather frightened of

shot Waylen an

such a way. It was

showed no rush to

Rena onto his

Danna come by to

Rena nodded in confirmation.

Zack is set to participate

Waylen grinned.

still into racing. I reckon Danna’s

asked, “Are you jealous? I spoil you too. When you lost your memory, I didn’t stop you from being a

prefer to be

with a tender gesture,

than anything, I want to be your

wife and children with the best life possible was of paramount

become a Lawyer, but now, his entire dream

content with his work in the business

to the company. The weather outside was chilly, so Rena decided to stay indoors. Instead,

upon arriving at the luxurious villa, she

go and have a chat with her,” the servant said.

she

second floor, the servant knocked on the study door

voice emanated softly

in,” she

door opened, revealing

sat beside a French window, evoking an air of opulence, Just the sight of it made Ruth feel as if it were

a floral dress,

a mature

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

the latter lifted her head

it. Please, have a seat,” Rena said

a seat across from Rena but

“Prepare a cup of coffee for Miss

she still couldn’t shake her

favor to

Aline, but Aline had a

a deep breath, Ruth couldn’t contain herself

is quite adept at flattery. She has managed to gain favor with several prominent individuals, and she

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

Ruth aspired to be an upstanding person and

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

traced a delicate path on the frosted

a bit of snow

by Rena’s sudden mention of the

a softer tone, “Even though you work for me now,

Rena didn’t elaborate

nearby book and offered a warm smile, “These are tickets for next week’s Fl race, I’ve

Rena’s unspoken request, Ruth nodded

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

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

such a bold move from her, Still, Ruth believed that individuals like Aline,

lingered a while

approaching the yard heralded

Alexis and Leonel

the 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

let out a cute cry. Alexis placed a gentle kiss on his rosy cheek and attempted to

inspect

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

Marcus’s bottom with a damp tissue. While attending to these tasks, he whispered to Alexis, “Marcus isn’t a doll, you know. You need to be gentle

to give Alexis a mini-lesson

get it?” he

Alexis beamed and responded, “Leonel, I

with a

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

is hungry,” Alexis

who knew Alexis inside out, responded without

her little one during their make-believe games. Rena

quietly turning its pages. Alexis, however, wished to join in the care

urged Alexis to

one of quiet and familial

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 free time, and

later, Ruth crossed paths with Aline at

had someone 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

applying a fresh coat of Lipstick, all the while

seems you’re facing quite the hardship after betraying me, aren’t you, Ruth? You know, I truly wished to make you popular, to see you become a star. But you decided to rely

turned on the tap and splashed cold water on her face, attempting to

in a hoarse voice, “But consider what you asked me to do. Waylen is not

smile as she leaned against the wall, producing a long, slender cigarette.