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

forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump into the fray in Czanch on

Waylen had grown more

his years, not

conversation about it might trigger his anger.

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

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

approached him during

in yesterday’s attire and appeared mature, handsome, and tall. Cecilia stood around 5.5 feet in height, yet she still had to look up at

looked at each

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

hands buried in his pockets, he forced a

few more deals

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 effort to make a fresh

realization made her

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

Mark offered a smile.

me or

eyes appeared

then, the photographer

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

to see her in such

stood there quietly for a while before

if they were 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

all to

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

Mark still

himself right before

She was taken aback.

hush fell over the bystanders as they

a gentle tone, Mark assured, “I’ll be back in a few

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

Then, Mark departed.

place, delicately nibbling her

to steer clear

made her return with just

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

obedient to Waylen. She made her way to the

with kindness, which made Cecilia

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

stumbled over

about?” Alexis questioned,

a child

a habit of spilling

chubby bottom and remarked, “Go and

felt downcast. Leonel

“Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at such

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

Cecilia was speechless.

“I’ll assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure the Thomas family regains that child, but Miss Wilson’s

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 not stepped down, he might have risen even higher. Nevertheless, he forfeits his position to start anew as

was aware

her head to rest against

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

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

showed his

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

had always seen Cecilia as a

descended the stairs, catching sight

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

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

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

his shirt buttons and retired to his

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

in caring for her skin. When viewed from behind, she appeared remarkably

approached and enveloped her in a warm hug from

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

slipped his hand into her pajamas

a knack for playful teasing and never failed to

firmly. She wished to

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 feeling a twinge

and gently

would I

out

guided her to the edge of the bed, inviting her to

tender belly swelled

third little one was on

the other gently caressing her belly,

heart, just

traced his fingers softly

his touch unbearable.

was light

soothingly said, “Cecilia is my sister, but you, my wife, you’re

her passion

with his striking good looks, it

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

anger flared up, leading her

hold of

unreadable, “Your belly is so big, yet your

spoke, the more he spiraled into

familiar with him and understood his powerful desire for

she gently murmured, “Let’s

been playfully charming Rena for a while, and

a deep,

shut her eyes, surrendering to his affectionate

days passed, and Mark paid

connection between Cecilia and Mark hadn’t warmed up much,

the door, suggesting they

car drive away, a

him, “You can

nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her

baby arrives, I’ll show you what

him of being a

time, he declared,

have a serious conversation

enjoyed some peaceful reading

drifted to

arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s mother, Helen,

plan had to

needed to wait until the baby arrived before

any rush, but Albert was

and Edwin were picked up in a

spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now

gave a little

Mark appeared more

need to call me Mr. Evans