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.

he woke up, he’d find her

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

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

a prolonged silence, Rena whispered, “Are

stayed silent, his gaze fixed

it’s wise,” Rena said

five months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with

he doesn’t recover, how will Cecilia

Waylen, stirring a mixture of

understood that Rena faced greater difficulty in

Cecilia’s lifelong regret. Yes, the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but Rena, could you offer them

hinted at Mark’s

Rena was left stunned by his underlying

sensation enveloped her, sending shivers down

stayed silent but wept

voice emerged hoarse, laden with

I don’t believe he’ll just give up Like that. He’s not

Rena listened quietly.

could still vividly recall the first call she received from Mark in

had said, “Rena,

moment, Rena understood that Waylen

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

a hushed tone, Rena asked, “So, will you talk

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

next morning, Waylen appeared at the Fowler’s

descended the stairs, she found Waylen sitting on the

indifferently, “You missed your prenatal check-up yesterday. I’ll accompany you

bother her brother,

that others will think you have married an old

retorted, “Mr. Evans isn’t really much younger than me. He just takes good care of himself and looks

Cecilia burst into laughter.

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

on his daughter’s

family erupted

face wearing a severe, indescribable

son

soon ceased his laughter,

the car, Waylen closed

silent, afraid her words might provoke

something was amiss with

hospital, Waylen suddenly instructed Ross, “Drive to the inpatient department.

and hesitated before asking, “But

in the hospital for four months. He’s family, and we should at least pay

Four months?

frail body and pallid face flashed in her mind, Cecilia instinctively clenched

while to

what happened

didn’t say

the storage cabinet before him, and handed it over

happened to be

glance at him and

draining of color. The pathology report indicated that Mark’s estimated life expectancy was less than

Less than six months?

How could this

as she asked,

the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts from both home and abroad to

Cecilia lifted

eyes welled up with tears

did her best

offered her a tissue and said, “Wipe your

managed a smile, but it looked more pained than

hadn’t informed Mark or Peter. So Mark had no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark

room was silent, and there were stacks of thick folders on

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

kept his focus

him for me. I need to review these documents. The company is just starting, and there are many

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

side for so long, and now we have two children. I

felt a deep sadness

Cecilia was even more

knew that Mark was conveying his final wishes, with no hope for

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

pause, he quickly composed himself and said, “Cecilia, what brings you here? Come inside and take a seat. Mr.

gaze remained fixed on

that he could no longer hide the

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

Mark’s gaze was profound.

why don’t you go have a cup of coffee

smiled faintly and agreed,

and gently closed

autumn sun streamed in through the window,

of bed, wearing a loose

muscular build

he retained his

eyes had

his features were still

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

door, biting her lip

took Mark

as if he were reaching for a cigarette box out

I’m suffering from this

down

months, and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a

shifted to the documents

some reason, she suddenly

pushed the documents to

papers scattered with

her to vent her

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

felt a deep

sense

and 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

control his

to embrace her, even though he knew he had

given up. I’m in therapy. I still want to see our daughter born,

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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