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

eyes as he regarded Waylen. 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

time, Waylen had grown more

of his years, not as resilient to the ravages

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

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

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

approached him during her

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

at

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

With his hands buried

more deals I need

got the message he was trying

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

realization made her soften

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

Mark offered a smile.

it me or Peter that

appeared slightly

the

herself right for a while, especially when she applied eye drops

disheartened to see her in such

stood there quietly for a while before turning around

she did not need to

forsaken all to choose each

swell of emotion. A man at his age shouldn’t have been so visibly emotional, especially surrounded by many people, including her

still

positioned himself right

She was taken aback.

the bystanders

“I’ll be back

though I’m older than you and don’t have much at the

Then, Mark departed.

remained in place, delicately nibbling her

to steer clear

Waylen made her return with just one

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

to Waylen. She made her

as ever, treated Cecilia with kindness, which made

he asked Cecilia, “Did you run into him?

over

you talking about?” Alexis questioned, climbing into

beyond what a child needed

had a habit

and remarked, “Go and have some

felt downcast. Leonel was occupied with

be burdened with paperwork at such a young

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

Cecilia was speechless.

assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure

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

was aware of

drew her head

an opportunity. Should he disappoint you again later on, there will

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

always showed his

strong, and although she felt hurt, she had found a dependable pillar of support.

a bit naive. He had a gut

descended the stairs, catching sight of their

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

kept her thoughts to herself. She

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

buttons and retired

in front

invested considerable effort in caring for her skin. When viewed

and enveloped her in a

murmured, “You have such a lovely fragrance. Did you

in agreement. She tilted her head to receive his kiss and inquired between tender moments, “Are you truly committed to assisting my uncle with this

his hand into her pajamas and

a knack for playful teasing and never failed

She wished to keep his

be attuned to her feelings? He purposely nibbled on her ear and inquired, “Are you feeling a twinge of

and gently

would I

let out

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

tender belly swelled

third little one

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

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

traced his fingers softly across

touch unbearable. He

was light and

and soothingly said,

her passion ignited

his striking good looks,

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

her to deliver

he seized hold

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

the more he spiraled into

was familiar with him and understood his powerful

she gently murmured, “Let’s focus on

had been playfully charming Rena for a while, and

a

surrendering to his

couple of days passed,

Cecilia and Mark hadn’t warmed up

out the door, suggesting they returned

their car drive away, a sense of

him, “You can be pretty rude,

was no one nearby. Waylen delicately grasped her chin and

baby arrives, I’ll show you

playfully accused him of

her leisurely. After some time, he declared, “After this baby arrives, we’re done

a serious conversation

headed upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful

thoughts then drifted to the situation with

unexpectedly, Albert’s

had to be

that she needed to

any rush, but Albert was

and Edwin were picked up in a

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

a little

more at ease, his

to call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just