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, sheltered under his

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

so naturally, she knew exactly what he

whispered, “Are

fixed

think it’s wise,”

pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle

doesn’t recover, how will Cecilia cope

stirring a mixture of tenderness

that Rena faced greater difficulty

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

at Mark’s deteriorating

left stunned by his

enveloped her, sending shivers down

silent but wept quietly in Waylen’s

emerged hoarse, laden with

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

Rena listened quietly.

still vividly recall the first call she received from

said, “Rena,

moment, Rena understood that Waylen

Fowler family. Even Korbyn

“So, will you talk to her,

replied, gently kissing her, preventing

morning, Waylen appeared

descended the stairs, she found Waylen sitting

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

her brother, so she replied,

that others will think you have

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

Cecilia burst into laughter.

get to the hospital, I might just

on his

Fowler family

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

understood his son

his laughter, realizing

car, Waylen closed his

was amiss

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

and hesitated before

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

Four months?

pallid face

while to

happened

didn’t say

a document from the storage cabinet before

be

skeptical glance at him and cautiously opened

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

Less than six months?

could

voice trembled as she asked,

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

Cecilia

with

did her best to hold them

said, “Wipe your face. Tears don’t suit young ladies like

managed a smile, but it looked more pained

no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped

there were stacks of thick folders on the

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

his focus

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

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

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

a deep sadness hearing

Cecilia was

Mark was conveying his final wishes,

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

pause, he quickly composed himself and said, “Cecilia, what brings you here? Come

gaze remained

he could no longer hide the

the door, said, “Mark,

Mark’s gaze was profound.

a while, he said, “Peter, why don’t you go have a

faintly and agreed,

room and

fell into silence. The autumn sun streamed in

wearing a loose blue and

had lost much of the muscular build he once

he retained

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

his features were

by the door? Come and

continued to stand at the door, biting her

Mark

were reaching for a cigarette box out of habit, but he realized he couldn’t have one in

then, and I’m suffering from this illness. How could I have told you? I would never have done

down

and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a struggling company for Edwin

gaze shifted to the documents

some reason, she

walked over and angrily pushed the documents

papers scattered with a

her to

doing what’s best for me, and you’re taking responsibility for our two

felt a

felt a sense of guilt and

head, and asked, “Do you think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re leaving behind billions of dollars? No,

couldn’t control his

even though he knew he had no right

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

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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