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.”

considered the possibility of looking after

He hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump into the fray in Czanch on Cecilia’s behalf upon learning about what happened

grown

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

that an ongoing conversation about it might trigger his anger.

devoted his morning to Edwin. Later, he visited the

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him during

appeared mature, handsome, and tall. Cecilia stood around 5.5 feet in

looked at each

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

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

few more deals I

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 of effort to

made her

way home. And perhaps next

Mark offered a smile.

or

eyes appeared slightly

then, the

wasn’t in a good condition. She had been trying to get herself right for a while, especially when she applied eye drops to

disheartened to see her in such a

quietly for a while before turning around

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 choose

felt a swell of emotion. A man at his age shouldn’t have been so visibly emotional,

Mark still walked

positioned himself right

She was taken aback.

over the bystanders as

a gentle tone, Mark assured, “I’ll

“Even though I’m older than

Then, Mark departed.

delicately

steer clear of

Waylen made her return with just one phone

Rena is pregnant. It’s not fair to pass the

always obedient to Waylen. She made her way

with kindness, which made Cecilia feel

subtle look, he asked Cecilia, “Did you run into him? How did

stumbled over her

are you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing

was beyond what a child needed to

a habit of

bottom and remarked, “Go and have some fun with

Leonel was occupied with

awkwardly, “Should Leonel be burdened with paperwork at such a young

“You and Mark should take Edwin away promptly, or else I’ll raise Edwin in

Cecilia was speechless.

sister’s head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure the Thomas family regains that child,

bothers you. Your feelings are valid. Yet, Mark has sacrificed much on your behalf. Had he not stepped down, he might have

was aware

drew her head to rest

you again later on, there will still be time for you to deal

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

always showed his softer side to

dependable pillar of support. She buried her face in

seen Cecilia as a bit naive.

descended the stairs, catching sight

felt a tad bashful. Cecilia had concerns that Rena might feel awkward.

kept her thoughts to herself. She

concluding his business, Waylen stood up, stretching out his

buttons

her silky pajamas and settled in front of the dressing table to brush her

had invested considerable effort in caring for her skin. When viewed from behind,

and enveloped her in a

gently pressed the tip of his nose to her soft neck and murmured, “You have such a lovely

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

her pajamas and gently started to

a knack for playful teasing and

wished to keep his hands away from

be attuned to her feelings? He purposely nibbled on her ear

and gently pushed him

would I

out

the bed, inviting her to grasp it, and then he carefully

tender belly swelled

one

and the other gently caressing her belly, Waylen spoke in

special place in my heart, just

fingers softly

found his touch unbearable.

light

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

felt her passion ignited by

looks, it was

wife apart With a sly grin, Waylen whispered,

up, leading her to

hold

deep and unreadable, “Your belly is

spoke, the

was familiar with him and understood his powerful desire

his handsome face, she gently murmured,

for a while, and with her consent, he wasn’t about

gave her a

eyes, surrendering to his affectionate

couple of days passed,

between Cecilia and Mark hadn’t warmed up

the door, suggesting they returned to their own

their car drive away, a sense of relief washing over

him, “You can be pretty rude,

Waylen delicately grasped her chin and

the baby arrives, I’ll show

accused him of

he declared, “After this baby

she couldn’t have a serious conversation

and enjoyed some peaceful reading

thoughts then drifted to

was arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s mother,

plan had to be

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

wasn’t in any rush,

and Edwin were picked up in a sleek

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

a little

appeared more at ease, his

me