A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Mark’s complexion lost its color.

He grasped Cecilia’s intent. She was ready to give up their relationship.

He gazed at Cecilia and whispered, “Cecilia, I understand how you feel. Just grant me a little time, will you? It was I who suggested Paul for that project. And Laura, she’s the sole heir to the Thomas family.”

Cecilia averted her gaze, choosing to stare outside the window instead.

In a gentle murmur, she expressed, “Mark, all I desire is a peaceful existence. It doesn’t matter to me whether you’re a man of high position. The most important thing is that you can live with me and Edwin without being disturbed by others.”

The air crackled with tension.

Cecilia’s heart was heavy with disillusionment, yet abandoning their relationship built over the years wasn’t as easy as pie.

Exhaustion was evident in Cecilia as she slumped into the couch.

She whispered, “It’s getting late. Let me show you to the guest room.”

Mark, however, picked her up and strode toward the bed.

She thumped him on the shoulder and asked, “Mark, what are you doing?”

He settled her beneath the blankets and ran his hands along her body to her cold feet. He sought to warm them with his palms… Her eyes remained red as she continued to gaze at him intently.

Bowling his head, Mark announced, “I’m staying here tonight.”

Cecilia turned away, retorting, “You ought to rest in the guest room.”

Without a word, Mark turned around and headed for the bathroom.

He found one of his bathrobes and slipped into it as soon as he stepped out of the shower.

He rested on the bed while Cecilia turned away from him. He tenderly embraced her from behind.

Cecilia’s body tensed up a bit.

She breathed out a soft plea, “Don’t touch me.”

Mark gently pressed his lips against behind her ear, remaining silent.

He wished she’d grasp his unspoken words, though he realized his expectations might be unfair.

Years had passed with him offering her too little.

He remained quiet.

Tears fell from Cecilia’s eyes silently.

She blamed him because they could be happy in the first place, but he insisted on getting involved in Cathy’s matter.

A smart man like him knew what was on Cathy’s mind, but he still walked into the trap.

In the deep darkness of the night.

His voice, barely above a whisper, carried his apology, “I’m sorry.”

Cecilia gave no reply, yet her shaking shoulders spoke volumes.

The next morning.

When Mark woke up, the clock had already shown eight in the morning.

He extended his arm and reached to the side, finding no one with him.

He jumped out of bed, threw on new clothes, and sprinted straight to the ground level.

Waylen was there in the dining room, engrossed in the newspaper.

He sported a black shirt paired with dark grey suit pants, and his short hair was impeccably groomed.

He was brimming with energy and life.

Around him were Leonel, Alexis, Marcus, and Edwin.

Even though they were all children, Waylen had a_ knack for encouraging them to feed themselves and look out for one another.

Especially Marcus, who seemed to be Alexis’ entertainer.

As Mark descended the stairs, Alexis greeted him with a cheerful “Uncle.”

Mark scooped up Alexis, taking a seat next to Edwin.

Edwin appeared rather gloomy. He, too, called Mark “Uncle.” Mark didn’t show irritation. Instead, he tenderly patted Edwin’s head, inquiring, “Did your mom tell you to call me that?”

Edwin lowered his head.

Mark caressed Edwin’s head and questioned, “Is your injury still bothering you?”

Edwin gave his head a Little shake. He expressed his disappointment, saying, “I won’t be able to attend school for another two weeks.”

Mark offered Edwin a few reassuring words.

Just then, Waylen put away the newspaper, asking in a laid-back tone, “Mark, did you have a good sleep last night?”

Mark wasn’t in the mood for small talk with Waylen.

But Waylen seemed quite keen on the subject. He took a casual sip of his black coffee and jokingly prodded, “Mark, you seem worn out. A splash of water might perk you up. Oh, and I forgot to mention that Cecilia values a polished appearance. If you don’t dress well, I fear you won’t win her heart, let alone marry her.”

Mark couldn’t stand Waylen’s way with words.

Still, Waylen kept sipping his coffee, an amused smile on his lips.

At that moment, Rena made her way downstairs.

Due to her pregnancy, she slept in every day, and Waylen was the one mostly looking after the children.

Upon spotting her coming down, Waylen promptly rose to lend her a hand.

He didn’t come off as arrogant now.

Mark observed them, a twinge of jealousy in his gaze.

Rena settled herself and addressed Mark softly.

Mark valued her and replied warmly, “Thank you, to you and Waylen.”

Rena offered a smile. She revealed, “I heard about the upcoming lawsuit. Waylen’s planning to handle the case.”

This caught Mark by surprise.

Waylen, flicking through the newspaper, commented nonchalantly, “I’m doing it for Cecilia.”

It was then that Mark came to terms with accepting Waylen’s assistance.

After breakfast, Mark joined Waylen into the study to talk over the lawsuit.

In the solitude of the study, it was just the two men, each with a cigarette in hand.

After their discussion on the lawsuit, Waylen’s slender fingers tapped the ashes from his cigarette. Narrowing his eyes, he asked, “Cecilia is still upset with you, right? Mark, I can understand her, but I can also understand you.”

He knew Mark had no desire to get entangled with Cathy, and Mark’s concerns lay with Paul’s daughter.

It seemed that men often shared a common thread of thought.

Yet, Waylen shifted the conversation, declaring, “I have just one little sister, so you get just one shot. I’ll assist you to the best of my ability. Your future, however, lies in your own hands.”

of looking

hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump into

had grown

his years, not as resilient to the ravages of

he worried that an ongoing conversation

devoted his morning to Edwin. Later, he visited the scene where

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

approached him during

Cecilia stood around 5.5 feet in height, yet she

at each

tone, Mark began, “Zoey isn’t feeling well.

somewhat irritated. With his hands buried in his pockets, he forced

a few more deals

he was trying to

his previous job, and now, at his age, he needed to put in a lot

her soften her

care on your way home. And perhaps next time, you might consider

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter

appeared

then, the photographer

She had been trying to get herself right for a while, especially

disheartened to see

there quietly for a while before turning around

she did not need to demonstrate anything to him. He remained to be of a high position and felt

forsaken all to choose

A man at his age shouldn’t have been so visibly

still

positioned himself

She was taken aback.

fell over the

“I’ll be

softly uttered, “Even though I’m older than you and don’t have much

Then, Mark departed.

remained in place, delicately nibbling her crimson

clear of

made her return with just one

child? Listen, Cecilia, Rena is pregnant.

to Waylen. She made

as ever, treated Cecilia with kindness,

the sofa. With a subtle look, he asked

over

about?” Alexis questioned, climbing

beyond what a child needed

had a habit

tapped Alexis on her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go

Leonel was occupied

awkwardly, “Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at such a young

take Edwin away promptly, or else I’ll

Cecilia was speechless.

as he looked at Cecilia. He gently touched his little sister’s head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling

It’s okay if this issue bothers you. Your feelings are valid. Yet, Mark has sacrificed much on your behalf. Had he not stepped down, he might have risen even higher. Nevertheless, he forfeits his position to start

was aware of

Waylen drew her

him an opportunity. Should he disappoint you again later on, there will still be time for you to deal with him

added, “If you give up your relationship with him at this point, even I will feel sorry for

always showed his

felt hurt, she had found a dependable

patted her back. Deep down, he had always seen Cecilia as a

catching sight of their

concerns that Rena might feel awkward. Even though she had grown up, her bond with

however, kept her thoughts to herself. She

day, after concluding his business, Waylen stood up, stretching out

his shirt buttons and retired to his

in front of the dressing table to brush

for her skin.

her in a warm hug from

pressed the tip of his nose to her soft neck and murmured, “You have such a lovely fragrance. Did you pick a different body

her head to receive his kiss and inquired

pajamas and

teasing and never failed

She wished to keep his hands away

been in a relationship for quite a while. How could Waylen not be attuned to her feelings? He purposely nibbled on her ear and inquired, “Are you

and gently

would I be

out a

the bed, inviting her to grasp it, and then he carefully unbuttoned

belly

one was on

other gently caressing her belly, Waylen spoke

in my heart, just

fingers softly

his touch unbearable. He was

light and not

her down, brushed his lips against hers, and soothingly said, “Cecilia

her passion ignited by Waylen’s

with his striking good looks,

cheek, and whispered, “What sets the wife apart With a sly grin, Waylen

leading her to deliver a swift

seized hold of her

gaze deep and unreadable, “Your belly is so big, yet your legs have

the more he spiraled

him and understood his powerful desire for

face, she gently murmured, “Let’s focus on the

Rena for a while, and with her consent, he

her a

shut her eyes, surrendering to his affectionate

days passed, and Mark

hadn’t warmed

the two out the door, suggesting they returned to

car drive away, a sense

“You can be

no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin

baby arrives, I’ll show you what

him

time, he declared, “After this baby arrives, we’re

a serious conversation

some peaceful

thoughts then drifted to the

but unexpectedly, Albert’s

had to

needed to wait until the baby arrived before putting her plan

any rush, but Albert was getting

Edwin were picked up

seat in front of them. He spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now on, Edwin. Does that make

gave a little

Mark appeared more at ease, his

there’s no need to call me