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.

up, he’d find her safe and sound, sheltered under

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

naturally, she knew exactly

silence, Rena whispered, “Are you

stayed silent, his gaze fixed

it’s wise,” Rena said

months pregnant now. Moreover, her

he doesn’t recover, how will

a mixture

faced greater difficulty in this situation

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

words hinted at Mark’s deteriorating

a moment, Rena was left

enveloped her, sending shivers down

silent but wept

voice emerged hoarse, laden with

its billet, but I don’t believe he’ll just give up Like

Rena listened quietly.

could still vividly recall the first call

“Rena,

Rena understood that

he now bore the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette respected

hushed tone, Rena asked, “So, will you

replied, gently kissing her, preventing her

appeared at

she found Waylen sitting on the

“You missed your prenatal check-up yesterday.

her brother, so she replied, “Ross will come

that

really much younger than

Cecilia burst into laughter.

teased, “When we get to the

choked on

family erupted

wearing a severe, indescribable expression, a detail

son all

ceased his laughter, realizing

car, Waylen closed his eyes, seeking a

silent, afraid her words might provoke him

was amiss with Waylen

instructed Ross, “Drive to the inpatient

her lips and hesitated before asking, “But why should

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

Four months?

of Mark’s frail body and pallid face flashed in her

while to regain her

what happened

say

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

be a medical

skeptical glance at him and cautiously

from surprise to shock, her face draining of color. The

Less than six months?

How could this

she asked,

“Yes, it’s true. Mark has been in the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts

this, Cecilia

up with

best to hold

“Wipe your face. Tears don’t

managed a smile, but it

informed Mark or Peter. So Mark had no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped up against the head of the bed,

there were stacks of

“You’ve been poring over those documents for four hours. It’s time to rest. Dr. Clarke will

still kept his focus

of a nag. Handle him for me. I need to review these documents. The company is just starting,

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

my side for so long, and now

a deep sadness hearing

Cecilia was even

that Mark was conveying his final wishes,

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

remained fixed on

knew that he could

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

Mark’s gaze was profound.

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

smiled faintly and

and gently

fell into silence. The autumn sun streamed in through the window, illuminating

got out of bed, wearing a loose

had lost much of the muscular build

retained his

was flawless, his eyes had deep sockets, and his

features

you just standing by the door? Come and sit down. Let’s

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

took Mark

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

and I’m suffering from this illness. How could I have told you? I would

rolled down Cecilia’s

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

the documents

she suddenly lost

walked over and angrily pushed the documents

scattered with

to vent

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 children.

felt a deep

sense of

you’re leaving behind billions of dollars? No, I won’t. The only thing I’ll always remember

control

stepped forward to embrace her, even though he

stop crying. I haven’t given up. I’m in therapy. I still want to see our daughter born, Edwin growing up, getting married, and having children of

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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