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

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he was thinking

prolonged silence, Rena whispered, “Are you planning

stayed silent, his gaze fixed on her

it’s wise,” Rena

pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle Mark has

how

stirring a mixture of tenderness and sorrow

greater difficulty in this situation than

in 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

words hinted at Mark’s

left stunned by his

enveloped her, sending shivers down her

silent but wept quietly in

voice emerged hoarse, laden

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

Rena listened quietly.

recall the first call she

said, “Rena, I’m

moment, Rena understood that

the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette

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

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

next morning, Waylen appeared at

found Waylen sitting on the sofa, calmly

her footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed your prenatal check-up

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

that others will think you have married an

“Mr. Evans isn’t really much younger than me. He just takes good

Cecilia burst into laughter.

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

nearly choked on

family

alone, his face wearing a severe, indescribable expression, a

son all

soon ceased his laughter,

in the car, Waylen closed

remained silent, afraid her words

something was amiss with

the hospital, Waylen suddenly instructed Ross, “Drive to the

bit her lips and hesitated before asking, “But why

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

Four months?

pallid face flashed

her a while to regain her

what happened

didn’t say it

leaned in, retrieved a document from the storage cabinet before

to be

glance at him and cautiously

page, her expression shifted from surprise to shock, her face draining of color. The pathology

Less than six months?

could this

as she asked,

true. Mark has been in the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts from both home and abroad to examine him, but his body had been

Cecilia lifted

with tears that

did her best to

and said, “Wipe your face. Tears

but it looked more

no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark

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

“You’ve been poring over those documents for four hours. It’s time

still kept his

need to review these documents. The company is just starting, and

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

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

a deep sadness

the door, Cecilia

his final

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

gaze remained fixed

knew that he could no longer hide the

said, “Mark, I

Mark’s gaze was profound.

why don’t you go have a cup of coffee

faintly

the room and gently closed

autumn sun

got out of bed, wearing a loose blue and white hospital

had lost much of the muscular build he once had and

retained his handsome

was flawless, his eyes had

his features were

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

continued to stand at the door, biting her lip as she softly

took Mark by

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

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

down Cecilia’s

you’re planning to die secretly,

shifted to the documents on

reason, she suddenly

angrily pushed the documents to the

papers scattered with

her to vent her

you’re taking responsibility for our two children. But have you

felt a

sense of guilt

her head, 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 you left me behind time and

control his

though he knew

want to see our daughter

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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