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.”

looking after Cecilia indefinitely as the worst-case

his eyes as he regarded Waylen. He hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump into the fray in Czanch on Cecilia’s behalf

had grown

of his years, not as resilient to the ravages of

to add more because he worried that an ongoing conversation about it might trigger his anger. More

devoted his morning to Edwin. Later, he

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him during her

mature, handsome, and tall. Cecilia stood around 5.5 feet in height, yet she still had to

at each

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

hands buried in his pockets, he forced a

are a few more deals I need to

the message he was trying

couldn’t remain in Duefron indefinitely. He had already quit his previous job, and now, at his age, he needed to put in a lot

realization made her

perhaps next time, you might consider bringing

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter

eyes appeared slightly

then, the photographer

been trying to get herself right for a while, especially

was disheartened to see

stood there quietly for a while before

their desires. Being the oldest daughter of the Fowler family, she did not need to demonstrate anything to him.

they had forsaken all to choose

emotion. A man at his age shouldn’t have been so visibly emotional, especially surrounded by many people, including her

still

himself right

She was taken aback.

over the bystanders as

gentle tone, Mark assured, “I’ll be

He tenderly brushed her hair and softly uttered, “Even though I’m

Then, Mark departed.

place, delicately nibbling her crimson

steer clear of Mark

her return

child? Listen, Cecilia, Rena is pregnant. It’s

was always obedient to Waylen. She

Cecilia with kindness, which made Cecilia

asked

stumbled over her

are you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing

beyond what a

had a habit of spilling

chubby bottom and remarked, “Go

Leonel

“Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at such a

Edwin away promptly, or else

Cecilia was speechless.

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

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

was aware

hesitation, Waylen drew her head to rest

him an opportunity. Should he disappoint you again later on, there will still

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

his softer side to

found a dependable pillar of support. She

he had always seen Cecilia as a bit naive. He had

catching sight

awkward. Even though she had grown up, her bond with

kept her thoughts to herself. She cast

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

buttons

pajamas and settled in front of

invested considerable effort in caring for her

in a warm

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

inquired between tender moments, “Are you truly committed to assisting

his hand into her pajamas and gently started

for playful teasing and never failed to

She wished to

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

and gently pushed

would I

out

inviting her to grasp it, and then he carefully unbuttoned

tender belly swelled

little one was

one hand on her waist and the other gently caressing her

heart, just like Alexis and Elva. She’s

traced his fingers softly across her

touch unbearable. He

was light

laid her down, brushed his lips against hers, and soothingly said, “Cecilia is my sister, but you,

passion

striking good looks, it was hard

apart With a sly grin, Waylen

anger flared up, leading her to deliver

he seized hold

caressed it softly, his gaze deep and unreadable, “Your belly is so big, yet your legs have stayed so

spoke, the more he spiraled into

familiar with him and

handsome face, she gently

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

gave her a deep, passionate

shut her eyes, surrendering to his

of days passed, and Mark paid

hadn’t warmed up much, causing Waylen

two out the door, suggesting they returned to their

their car drive away, a sense of relief washing over

him, “You can be

Waylen delicately grasped

I’ll show you

accused him

her leisurely. After some time, he declared, “After this

she couldn’t have a serious conversation

headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful reading

thoughts then drifted to the situation with Albert’s

but unexpectedly,

plan had

her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait until

in any rush, but

Edwin were picked up

and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now

gave a

appeared more

me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call