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

also narrowed his eyes as he regarded Waylen. He hadn’t forgotten that Waylen was the first to jump

grown more

the weight of his years,

because he worried that an ongoing conversation about it

his morning to Edwin. Later, he visited the

Cecilia noticed Mark’s presence.

him

stood around 5.5 feet

at each

isn’t

hands buried in his

few more deals I need

the message he was trying

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

realization made her soften

care on your way home. And perhaps next

Mark offered a smile.

me or Peter that

appeared slightly

then, the photographer summoned

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

to see her in such

stood there quietly for a while before turning around and walking

not need to demonstrate anything to him. He remained to be of a high position and

forsaken all to choose each

his age shouldn’t have been so visibly emotional, especially surrounded by many people,

still walked

positioned himself right before

She was taken aback.

hush fell over the bystanders as they

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

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

Then, Mark departed.

in place, delicately nibbling her crimson

steer clear of

Waylen made her return with just

Rena is pregnant. It’s not fair to pass

She

treated Cecilia with kindness, which

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

over her

about?” Alexis questioned, climbing

what a

a habit of

her chubby bottom and remarked, “Go

downcast. Leonel

be burdened with paperwork at such a

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

Cecilia was speechless.

at Cecilia. He gently touched his little sister’s head and whispered, “I’ll assist him in handling this legal case. We’ll ensure the Thomas

you have the option 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

aware

hesitation, Waylen drew her head to

there will still be time for you to

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

showed his softer

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

he had always seen Cecilia as a bit

catching

Rena might feel awkward. Even though she had grown up, her bond with Waylen remained very

thoughts to herself. She

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

buttons and retired

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

caring for her skin. When viewed

enveloped her in a warm hug from

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

and inquired between tender

pajamas and gently started to caress

had a knack for playful teasing

his hand firmly. She wished to keep his hands away

relationship for quite a while. How could Waylen not be attuned to her feelings? He purposely

gently pushed him

I

let out a soft

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

tender belly swelled

little one was on the

other gently caressing

my heart, just like Alexis and

his fingers

his touch unbearable.

light and not nearly

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

passion

with his striking good looks, it

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

flared up, leading her

he seized hold of

deep and unreadable, “Your belly is so big, yet your legs have

spoke, the more he spiraled

with him and

gently murmured, “Let’s focus

while, and with her consent, he wasn’t about to miss this

gave her a deep, passionate

her eyes, surrendering

days passed, and Mark

Cecilia and Mark hadn’t warmed up much, causing

two out the door, suggesting they

their car drive away, a sense of

“You can be pretty rude,

delicately grasped her chin and playfully

arrives, I’ll show

accused him of

time, he declared, “After

couldn’t have a serious conversation

upstairs and enjoyed some peaceful reading for

thoughts then drifted to the situation

arranged, but unexpectedly, Albert’s mother,

plan had

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

rush, but Albert was getting

picked up

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 that make you

gave a little

Mark appeared more at ease, his

call me Mr. Evans anymore. Just call me