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

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

grown

however, felt the weight of his years, not as

to add more because he worried that an ongoing conversation about it might trigger

Later, he visited the scene where Cecilia was

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

approached him

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

looked at each

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

irritated. With his hands buried in his pockets, he

are a few more deals I

the message he was trying to

his previous job, and now, at his age, he needed to put in a

made her soften

your way home. And perhaps next

Mark offered a smile.

me or Peter

appeared

the photographer summoned

had been trying to get herself right for

see

quietly for a while before turning around and walking

of the Fowler family, she did not need to demonstrate anything to him. He remained to

all to choose

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

Mark still walked

positioned himself right

She was taken aback.

the bystanders

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

though I’m older than

Then, Mark departed.

in place, delicately nibbling her

endeavored to steer clear of Mark that

her return with just one

Listen, Cecilia, Rena is pregnant. It’s

to Waylen. She made her way to the

treated Cecilia with kindness, which made Cecilia

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

stumbled over

you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into

was beyond what a child

habit

her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go and have

downcast. Leonel was occupied with

burdened with paperwork

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

Cecilia was speechless.

sister’s head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling this

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 an ordinary

was aware of

Cecilia’s hesitation, Waylen drew her head to rest against his

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

added, “If you give up your relationship with him at this point,

always showed his softer

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

gently patted her back. Deep down, he had always seen Cecilia as a bit naive. He had a

the stairs, catching sight of

bashful. Cecilia had concerns that Rena might feel awkward. Even though

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

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

buttons and retired to

her silky pajamas and settled in front of the

caring for her skin. When viewed from behind, she

in a warm hug

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

and inquired between

hand into her pajamas and gently

knack for playful teasing and never

firmly. She wished

to her feelings? He

gently

I be

let out a

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

belly swelled

one was

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

place in my heart, just like Alexis and Elva.

traced his fingers softly

unbearable.

touch was light and

his lips against hers, and soothingly said, “Cecilia is my sister, but you, my wife, you’re

her passion ignited

striking good looks, it was hard to

“What sets the wife apart With a sly grin,

her to

he seized hold

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

more he spoke, the more he spiraled into

and understood his

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

been playfully charming Rena for a while, and with

gave her a deep, passionate

shut her eyes, surrendering to his affectionate

of days passed, and Mark paid

hadn’t warmed

the two out the door, suggesting they returned to their

watched their car drive away, a sense

can be pretty

was no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin and playfully

I’ll

playfully accused him of being a

After some time, he declared, “After this baby

she couldn’t have a serious conversation with a rascal like

enjoyed some peaceful reading

to the situation

arranged, but unexpectedly,

plan had to be

her hand on her belly, contemplating that she needed to wait until the baby arrived

wasn’t in any rush, but Albert was

picked up

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

gave a

appeared more at ease, his smile

me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call