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.”

possibility of looking after

hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump

had grown more mature and

of his years,

chose not to add more because he worried that an ongoing conversation about it might trigger his anger. More importantly,

morning to Edwin. Later, he

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him during her

appeared mature, handsome, and tall. Cecilia stood around 5.5 feet

looked at

began, “Zoey isn’t feeling well. I’ll head back

hands buried in his pockets, he forced

are a few more

got the message he was

remain in Duefron indefinitely. He had already quit his previous job, and now, at his age, he needed to put in a lot of

made her soften

home. And perhaps next time, you might consider bringing Peter

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter that you’re

eyes appeared slightly

the

trying to get herself right for a while, especially

disheartened to see her in

there quietly for a while before turning around and

apart, they could each attain their desires. Being the oldest daughter of the Fowler family, she did not need to demonstrate anything to him. He remained to be of a high position and felt

all to choose

at his age shouldn’t have been so visibly emotional, especially surrounded by many people, including her colleagues, partners,

Mark still

positioned himself right

She was taken aback.

fell over the bystanders as they

“I’ll

up at him. He tenderly brushed her hair and softly uttered, “Even though I’m older than you

Then, Mark departed.

place, delicately nibbling

endeavored to steer clear of

Waylen made her return with

Cecilia, Rena is pregnant. It’s not fair to pass

to Waylen. She made her

as ever, treated Cecilia with kindness, which made Cecilia feel

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

over

are you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into

a child

had a habit

playfully tapped Alexis on her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go

Leonel was occupied

awkwardly, “Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at

take Edwin away promptly, or else I’ll raise Edwin in the same

Cecilia was speechless.

head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll

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 your behalf. Had he

aware

Cecilia’s hesitation, Waylen drew her head to

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

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

showed his

she had found a dependable pillar of support. She buried her face in his shoulder

always seen Cecilia as a bit naive. He had a

stairs, catching sight of

awkward.

kept her thoughts to herself. She cast only a glance in Waylen’s

concluding his business, Waylen stood up,

buttons and retired

pajamas and settled in

her skin. When viewed from behind,

and enveloped her in a warm hug

his nose to her soft neck and murmured, “You

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

his hand into her pajamas

teasing and

clutched his hand firmly. She wished

could Waylen not be attuned to her feelings? He purposely

gently pushed

would I be

let out a

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

belly

third little one was on

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

in my heart, just like

fingers softly

touch unbearable. He was being deliberately

light and not

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

felt her passion ignited by Waylen’s

with his striking good looks,

sets the wife apart With a sly grin, Waylen

up, leading her to deliver a

seized hold of her

his gaze deep and unreadable, “Your belly is so

spoke, the more

and understood

she gently

been playfully charming Rena for a while, and with her consent, he wasn’t about to miss this

her a deep, passionate

her eyes, surrendering to

passed, and Mark

between Cecilia and Mark hadn’t warmed up much, causing Waylen

out the door, suggesting they

drive away, a

teased him, “You can be pretty rude,

nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her

baby arrives, I’ll show you

accused him of being

strolled behind her leisurely. After some time, he declared, “After this baby arrives, we’re

believed she couldn’t have a serious

upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful

drifted to the situation with Albert’s

arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s

plan had to be

her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait

wasn’t in any rush,

up in

expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with

a little

appeared more

to call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call