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 after Cecilia indefinitely as the

first to jump into the

grown more

however, felt the weight of his years, not as resilient to the ravages

an ongoing conversation about it might trigger his anger. More importantly, that

his morning to Edwin. Later, he

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

approached him

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

at

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

somewhat irritated. With his hands buried in his pockets,

a few more

he was

had already quit his previous job, and now, at his age, he needed to put in a lot of effort to make

her

home. And perhaps

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter that you’re

appeared

then, the photographer

in a good condition. She had been trying to get herself right for a while, especially when she applied eye drops to her

to see her in such

while before turning around

the Fowler family, she did not need to demonstrate anything to him. He remained to be of a high position and

they had forsaken all to

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

Mark still

positioned himself right before

She was taken aback.

the bystanders as they

tone, Mark assured, “I’ll

silent, gazing up at him. He tenderly brushed her hair and softly uttered, “Even though I’m older than you and don’t have much at the moment, I still want

Then, Mark departed.

remained in place, delicately nibbling

clear of Mark

made her return with just

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

was always obedient to Waylen. She made her way to the

ever, treated Cecilia with kindness, which made Cecilia feel

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

over

who are you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into

beyond what a child needed to

a habit of spilling

Alexis on her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go and have some

downcast. Leonel was occupied with

“Should Leonel be burdened with

confidently, “You and Mark should take Edwin away promptly, or else

Cecilia was speechless.

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, but

with Mark. 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

was aware

Waylen drew her

again later on, there

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

showed his softer side

she felt hurt, she had found a dependable pillar of

a bit naive.

descended the stairs, catching sight

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

her thoughts to herself. She

the day, after concluding his business, Waylen stood up,

shirt buttons and retired to his

silky pajamas and settled in front of the dressing

invested considerable effort in caring for her skin. When

enveloped her in

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

She tilted her head to receive his kiss and inquired

into her pajamas

knack for playful teasing and never

hand firmly. She wished to keep his hands away from

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

gently pushed

would I

let out a soft

inviting her to grasp

tender belly swelled

one was on

waist and the other gently caressing her belly,

holds a special place in my heart, just like

his fingers softly across

found his touch unbearable. He was

touch was light and not

and soothingly said, “Cecilia

passion ignited by

good looks, it was hard

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

anger flared up, leading her to

hold of

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

the more he spiraled into

with him and

his handsome face, she gently murmured, “Let’s

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

her a deep,

shut her eyes, surrendering to his

passed, and Mark

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

out the door, suggesting they returned to their

away, a

can be pretty

no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin

the baby arrives, I’ll show you what

accused him of

he declared, “After this baby

a serious conversation

headed upstairs and enjoyed some

drifted to the

unexpectedly,

plan had

hand on her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait until the baby arrived before putting her plan into

any rush, but Albert

picked up in a

them. He spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to

gave a

Mark appeared more

me