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

hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump into the fray

grown more

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

that an ongoing conversation about it

to Edwin. Later, he visited the

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him during

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

at each

“Zoey isn’t

irritated. With his hands buried in his pockets, he forced a

few more deals I need to

the message he was trying

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

made her

And perhaps next time, you might consider bringing

Mark offered a smile.

or Peter that you’re

eyes appeared slightly

then, the photographer summoned

trying to get herself right for a while, especially

was disheartened to see her in

there quietly for a while before turning around and walking

Fowler family, she did not need to demonstrate anything

forsaken all to

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

still

positioned himself right

She was taken aback.

over the

a gentle tone, Mark assured, “I’ll be

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

Then, Mark departed.

remained in place, delicately nibbling her

steer clear of

Waylen made her return with just one phone

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

She made her way to

ever, treated Cecilia with kindness, which made Cecilia feel

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

over

talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into

beyond what a

a habit of

on her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go and

Leonel was occupied

asked awkwardly, “Should Leonel be burdened with

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

Cecilia was speechless.

him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure the Thomas family regains that

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

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

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

relationship with him at this

showed his softer

was strong, and although she felt hurt, she had found a dependable pillar

seen Cecilia as a bit naive. He had a gut feeling that Elva might be

the stairs, catching sight

awkward. Even though

She cast only

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

his shirt buttons and retired to

her silky pajamas and settled in front of the dressing

for her skin. When viewed

and enveloped her in a warm hug from

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

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

her pajamas and gently

for playful teasing and never failed to arouse

firmly. She wished to keep

could Waylen not be attuned to her

blushed and gently pushed

I be

out a soft

edge of the bed, inviting her to grasp it,

tender belly swelled

one was

her waist and the other gently caressing her belly,

holds a special place in my heart, just like Alexis and Elva. She’s

fingers

found his touch unbearable.

was light

brushed his lips against hers, and soothingly said, “Cecilia is my sister,

her passion ignited

his striking good looks, it was hard

resist extending her hand, softly caressing his cheek, and whispered, “What sets the wife apart With

her to deliver a

he seized hold of her

“Your belly is so big, yet your legs have stayed so

spoke, the more he

with him and understood his powerful desire for

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

Rena for a while, and

gave her a deep, passionate

shut her eyes, surrendering to his

days passed,

hadn’t warmed up much, causing Waylen a bit of

the two out the door, suggesting they returned to their own

car drive away, a sense of

can be

delicately grasped her chin and

baby arrives, I’ll show you what

him of being

he declared, “After this

serious conversation with a rascal

headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful reading

drifted to the situation with Albert’s

but unexpectedly,

had

needed to wait until the baby arrived

in any rush,

picked up in a sleek

seat in front of them. He spun around with a cheerful expression and exclaimed, “Mr. Evans will have more time to be with you from now on, Edwin. Does

a

backseat, Mark appeared more at ease,

no need to call me Mr. Evans