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.”

the possibility of looking after Cecilia indefinitely as the worst-case

Waylen was the first to jump into the fray in Czanch on Cecilia’s behalf upon learning about what happened

Waylen had grown more

the weight of his years, not

an ongoing conversation

Edwin. Later, he visited the

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him during her

stood around 5.5 feet in height, yet she still had

looked at each

soft tone, Mark began, “Zoey isn’t

With his hands buried

a few more deals

message he was

Duefron indefinitely. He had already quit his previous job, and now, at his age,

realization made her soften her

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

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter that you’re

appeared

the photographer summoned

a good condition. She had been trying to get herself right for a while, especially when she

disheartened to see her in such a

quietly for a while before turning around and

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

all to choose each

been so visibly emotional, especially surrounded by many people,

Mark still walked

positioned himself right before

She was taken aback.

the bystanders as they recognized

assured, “I’ll

tenderly brushed her hair and softly uttered, “Even though I’m older than you and don’t have much at

Then, Mark departed.

remained in place, delicately nibbling

clear of Mark

made her return with

care about your child? Listen, Cecilia, Rena is pregnant. It’s not fair to pass the

was always obedient to Waylen. She made her

as ever, treated Cecilia with kindness, which made

the sofa. With a subtle look, he asked Cecilia, “Did you run into him?

over her

about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into Waylen’s

a child needed

a habit of spilling

and remarked, “Go and have some

felt downcast. Leonel

“Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at such

stated confidently, “You and Mark should take Edwin away promptly, or else I’ll raise

Cecilia was speechless.

at Cecilia. He gently touched his little sister’s head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure the Thomas family regains that child,

have the option to end your relationship with Mark. It’s okay if this issue bothers you. Your feelings are valid. Yet, Mark has sacrificed much on

aware of

drew her head to rest

later on, there will still

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

showed his softer

she had found a dependable pillar of support. She

always seen Cecilia as a bit naive.

catching sight of

felt a tad bashful. Cecilia had concerns that Rena might feel awkward. Even though she had grown up, her bond with Waylen remained very

thoughts to herself. She cast only

day, after concluding his

his shirt buttons and retired to

shower, Rena donned her silky pajamas and settled in front of

considerable effort in caring for her skin. When

and enveloped her in

nose to her soft neck and murmured, “You have such a lovely fragrance. Did you pick a different

to receive his kiss and inquired between tender moments, “Are you truly committed to assisting my uncle with this

hand into her pajamas and

had a knack for playful teasing and never failed

firmly. She wished to keep his hands

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

gently

I

out a

the edge of the bed, inviting her to grasp it, and then

tender belly

little one

on her waist and the other gently caressing her belly, Waylen spoke

a special place in my heart, just like Alexis and

his fingers softly across her

his touch unbearable. He was being

touch was light and

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

her passion

looks, it

apart With a sly grin, Waylen whispered, “My wife is the one I’LL share my bed with

anger flared up, leading her

he seized hold of

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

the

was familiar with him and understood

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

had been playfully charming Rena for a while, and with her consent, he wasn’t

gave her a deep, passionate

her eyes, surrendering to

of days passed, and Mark paid

Mark hadn’t warmed up much, causing Waylen a bit of

nudged the two out the door, suggesting they returned to their own

drive away, a sense of relief

“You can be pretty

Waylen delicately

I’ll show you what

accused him of being a

leisurely. After some time, he declared,

couldn’t have a serious conversation with a

headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful

to the situation with Albert’s

was arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s

plan had

contemplating that she needed to wait until

in any rush, but

Edwin were picked up in a sleek

a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now on, Edwin. Does that

a

more at ease, his smile

call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call