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.

when he woke up, he’d find her

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he

whispered, “Are you

silent, his gaze fixed on her with profound

don’t think it’s

five months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle

how will Cecilia cope

Waylen, stirring a mixture of tenderness and sorrow

greater difficulty in this situation

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

words hinted at

left stunned by his underlying

chilling sensation enveloped her,

silent but wept quietly in

hoarse, laden

I don’t believe he’ll just give

Rena listened quietly.

first call

had said, “Rena,

understood that Waylen

knew he now bore the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette respected his choices, almost entirely

will you talk

kissing her, preventing her

appeared at the

descended the stairs, she found Waylen sitting on

her footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed

bother her brother, so she

glanced at her and scolded, “Aren’t you afraid that others will

isn’t really much younger than me. He just takes

Cecilia burst into laughter.

looped her arm through Ross‘ and teased, “When we get to the hospital, I

nearly choked on

Fowler family erupted

laughter, only Waylen stood alone, his face wearing a severe, indescribable

son all

ceased his laughter, realizing something was

Waylen closed his eyes, seeking a moment’s

her words

sensed that something was

instructed Ross, “Drive to the inpatient department. Let’s

lips and hesitated before asking, “But

said calmly, “He’s been in the hospital for four months. He’s family, and we should at least pay him a

Four months?

the image of Mark’s frail body and pallid face flashed in her mind,

while to regain

happened

didn’t say

retrieved a document from the storage cabinet before him, and handed

to be a

cast a skeptical glance at him and cautiously opened the

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

Less than six months?

How 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

this, Cecilia lifted her head

welled up with tears that threatened

did her best

offered her a tissue and said, “Wipe your face.

smile, but it looked more pained

hadn’t informed Mark or Peter. So Mark had no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped up against the

silent, and there were

been poring over those documents for four hours. It’s time to rest. Dr. Clarke will scold you if you keep this

kept his focus on the

a bit of a nag. Handle him for me. I need to review these documents. The company

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

and now we have two children. I can’t leave without leaving anything

deep sadness

door, Cecilia was even more

his final wishes,

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

quickly composed himself and said, “Cecilia, what brings you here? Come inside and take a seat. Mr. Evans was just talking

gaze remained

could

standing at the door, said, “Mark, I told

Mark’s gaze was profound.

he said, “Peter, why don’t you

smiled faintly and

room and gently

autumn sun streamed in through

bed, wearing a loose

lost much of the muscular build he once

he retained his

was flawless, his eyes had deep sockets, and his eyelashes were

features

gently, “Why are you just standing by the door? Come and

her lip as she softly inquired, “Why didn’t you

took Mark

smile. He made a motion as if he were reaching for a cigarette

hand, gazed at Cecilia, and replied, “I let you down back then, and I’m suffering from this illness. How could I have told you? I would never have

down

a hushed tone, she whispered, “You concealed it from me for four months, and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a struggling company for

shifted to the documents on

some reason, she

pushed the documents to

scattered with a

to

at Mark. With a trembling voice, she said, “Mark, you think you’re doing what’s best for me, and you’re taking responsibility for our two

a deep

sense of guilt and

think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re leaving behind billions of dollars? No,

control

to embrace her, even though he knew

to see our

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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