A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1791-1800

Cecilia misunderstood his silence.

She raised her head, her eyes searching his face.

“Waylen, are you mad at me? I won’t meet him alone again,” she said earnestly.

Waylen replied, his voice hoarse, “Silly girl!”

How could he be angry with her?

He was simply consumed by worry, imagining how heartbroken she would be upon learning about Mark’s serious illness.

Yes, even though their relationship seemed to have reached an impasse, Waylen had never doubted her love for Mark.

By destiny, Rena and Mark could really be the death of the Fowlers siblings.

Waylen had never been one to hesitate.

However, this matter had left him in constant turmoil, unable to reach a decision.

During the quiet hours of the night, Waylen smoked in his study.

Suddenly, the closed door creaked open, allowing a sliver of light to filter in from outside.

He assumed it was Rena.

To his surprise, it was a small figure with a head of brown, curly hair.

Waylen extinguished the cigarette and patted his thigh gently.

“You have trouble falling asleep? Do you want Daddy to hold you?” he asked in a soft, soothing voice.

Wrapped in her white comfort blanket, Alexis hurried barefoot into Waylen’s embrace. She whispered, “Mommy is feeding Elva. Marcus is hungry, too!”

Waylen understood her the best.

He affectionately rubbed her nose and teased, “Are you feeling hungry for Mommy’s milk too?”

Alexis was in high spirits; she lifted her head and proudly declared, “I am not! I’m a big girl now! I’m already seven years old!”

Waylen gently touched her hair.

He was well aware of Alexis’ longing for her mother’s milk.

Having spent the first two years of her life in the sterile lab environment, she hadn’t tasted much milk, let alone a mother’s nourishing natural kind. The only thing she had was the bland, artificial nutritional fluid provided during those years.

The thought softened Waylen’s expression, making it even gentler than the serene night outside.\

Meanwhile, Alexis kept babbling away.

Waylen scooped her up and headed towards the nursery, and Alexis wrapped her arms around Waylen’s neck.

His Alexis was undeniably adorable.

Marcus was not in the room when he entered the nursery, and Rena was still nursing Elva.

Elva’s hair was gently tousled, and her dark eyes sparkled brightly.

She was clinging to her mother’s breast.

Upon noticing her father’s arrival, Elva loosened her hold and grinned up at him.

Of course, Waylen was also fond of her.

He gently settled Alexis in Rena’s arms and picked up Elva, stating, “I’ll change her diaper.”

Rena didn’t question his motives.

Alexis was too embarrassed to drink, and as Waylen observed Alexis’ he leaned close to Rena’s ear and “Don’t let hesitation, whispered, it go to waste.”

Rena grasped his underlying message.

A flush of embarrassment colored Rena’s cheeks. After all, Alexis was no longer a baby.

“Waylen!” she couldn’t help but exclaim softly.

Waylen simply turned away, feigning indifference, and changed Elva’s diaper at a deliberate pace. In the end, as Rena embraced her older child in her lap, she had no choice but to let Alexis nurse.

Rena actually felt a bit embarrassed.

After soothing the children, they returned to the master bedroom.

Seated at the dressing table, Rena applied her skincare products.

Waylen teased her incessantly, but she chose to ignore him. Finally, he draped himself against her back, his arms encircling her slender waist, and softly inquired, “Are you upset with me?”

Rena turned her head and retorted, “What do you think?”

As Waylen caught a whiff of her fragrance, he couldn’t resist leaning in and biting her.

“Alexis hadn’t tasted your milk yet! Your breast milk disappeared so soon after giving birth to Marcus. She didn’t get the chance,” Waylen explained.

Rena countered, “And who’s to blame for that?”

Waylen knew it wasn’t easy to placate Rena, so he apologized softly, “It’s all my fault!”\

Rena kept silent and continued to apply her skincare products.

Their life was peaceful now. They didn’t have to keep bringing up what had happened in the past.

Later, as they both felt provoked, their intimacy unfolded naturally, and they had intercourse.

Consumed by overwhelming lust, Rena stroked Waylen’s face and asked in a low voice, “What’s bothering you?”

Waylen didn’t reply; instead, he covered her body with his.

He dipped his head and kissed his wife passionately, their Lips locked for an extended moment.

After a while, he rolled to his side.

Rena mirrored his movement, her fingers gently caressing his face.

“Are you worried about Uncle Mark?”

Waylen lay on his back and gazed at the ceiling. After a brief pause, he responded softly, “The results of his latest medical examination aren’t promising. The doctors have to devise a new treatment plan for him.”

He turned to look at her and continued, “Rena, the treatment is bound to be excruciating.”

He couldn’t help but entwine his fingers with hers.

Waylen cherished Rena deeply. Yet, due to what happened to Mark and Cecilia, he feared what might transpire between them.

At times, he would dream that he had been separated from Rena.

her safe and sound,

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

been his wife for a long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he was

prolonged silence, Rena whispered, “Are you planning to

fixed

don’t think it’s

now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle Mark

recover, how will Cecilia cope

tormented Waylen, stirring a mixture of

that Rena faced greater difficulty in this situation

her ear, “Rena, I understand you’re doing this for Cecilia’s sake, but… If he really couldn’t make it, it could be Cecilia’s lifelong regret. Yes, the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but Rena, could you offer them the chance to stand by each other? Perhaps this will be the last time that Cecilia can

hinted at

was left stunned by his

enveloped her, sending shivers down

stayed silent but wept quietly in Waylen’s

hoarse,

its billet, but I don’t believe he’ll just give up Like that. He’s not a

Rena listened quietly.

first call she

said, “Rena, I’m your

understood that

Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette respected his

a hushed tone, Rena asked, “So, will you talk to her, or should

it,” he replied, gently kissing her, preventing her tears from

next morning, Waylen appeared at the Fowler’s

she found Waylen sitting

footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed

to bother her brother, so she replied, “Ross will

you afraid that others will think

his nose and retorted, “Mr. Evans isn’t really much younger than me. He just takes

Cecilia burst into laughter.

“When we get to the hospital,

choked on his daughter’s

family erupted

alone, his face wearing a severe, indescribable expression, a detail not lost

son all too

ceased his laughter, realizing something

closed his

afraid her words might

that something was amiss

Waylen suddenly instructed Ross, “Drive to the inpatient department. Let’s visit Rena’s

lips and hesitated before asking,

for four months.

Four months?

and pallid face flashed in

a while to regain

what happened to

say

the storage cabinet

be

at him and

her expression shifted from surprise to shock, her face draining of color. The pathology report indicated that Mark’s estimated life expectancy was

Less than six months?

could this

voice trembled as she asked,

and replied, “Yes, it’s true. Mark has been in the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts from both home and abroad

Cecilia lifted

up with tears

did her best to hold them

offered her a tissue and said, “Wipe your face. Tears don’t suit young ladies like

it looked

So Mark had no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped up against

silent, and there were stacks of thick

those documents for four hours. It’s time to rest. Dr. Clarke will scold you if

kept his

I need to review these documents.

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

“Cecilia has been by my side for so long, and now we

deep sadness hearing

door, Cecilia was even

conveying his final wishes, with

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

brings you here? Come inside and take a seat. Mr. Evans was

gaze remained fixed

that he could

door, said, “Mark, I told her. She deserves

Mark’s gaze was profound.

said, “Peter, why don’t you go have a cup of

faintly and agreed,

and gently closed the

into silence. The autumn sun streamed in through the

got out of bed, wearing

of the muscular build he once had and appeared considerably

he retained his handsome

flawless, his eyes had deep sockets, and his

features were still

by the door? Come and sit down.

at the door, biting her lip

took Mark by

faint smile. He made a motion as if he were reaching for a cigarette box out of habit, but he realized

and I’m suffering from this illness. How

rolled down

tone, she whispered, “You concealed it from me for four months, and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a struggling company for Edwin Mark corrected her, “I’m

shifted to the

she suddenly lost

angrily pushed the

scattered with a

allowed her to

you’re doing what’s best for me, and you’re taking responsibility for our two children. But have you ever asked me

a deep

felt a sense of

asked, “Do you think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re leaving behind billions of dollars? No, I won’t. The only thing I’ll always remember is that you left me behind time and

control his

her, even though he knew he

still want to see our daughter born, Edwin growing up, getting married, and having children

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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