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.

so naturally, she knew exactly what he was thinking

whispered, “Are you planning to tell

fixed on

it’s wise,” Rena

Moreover, her

if he doesn’t recover, how will Cecilia

tormented Waylen, stirring a mixture of tenderness

Rena faced greater difficulty in

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

hinted at

a moment, Rena was left stunned

sensation enveloped her, sending shivers down

stayed silent but wept quietly in

voice emerged hoarse, laden with

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

Rena listened quietly.

the first call she received

said, “Rena, I’m

understood that Waylen had made his

bore the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette

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 the Fowler’s

Waylen sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping

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

it was unnecessary to bother her brother, so

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

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

Cecilia burst into laughter.

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

choked on his daughter’s

family erupted

laughter, only Waylen stood alone, his face wearing a

his son all too

his laughter, realizing something

Waylen closed his eyes,

afraid her

sensed that something was

“Drive to

hesitated before asking, “But why should

“He’s been in the hospital for four

Four months?

face flashed in

a while to regain

happened

say it

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

happened to be

skeptical glance at him and cautiously

one page, her expression shifted from surprise to shock, her face draining of

Less than six months?

How could this

trembled as she asked,

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

Cecilia lifted her

with tears that threatened

did her best

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

a smile, but it looked

had no idea that Waylen would be visiting. Mark was propped up against

was silent, and there were stacks of thick folders on

for four hours. It’s time to rest. Dr. Clarke will scold you

his focus on the

always been a bit of a nag. Handle him for me. I need to

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

side for so long, and

a deep

the door, Cecilia was even

that Mark was conveying his final wishes, with no hope

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

remained fixed

that he could no longer hide

at the door, said, “Mark, I told her. She

Mark’s gaze was profound.

don’t you go have a cup

faintly and agreed,

the room and gently

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

wearing a loose blue and white

of the muscular build he once had and appeared considerably

he retained

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

features were

you just standing by the door?

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

Mark

a cigarette box out of habit, but he realized

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

down

four months, and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a struggling company for Edwin Mark corrected her,

the documents on the bedside

reason, she suddenly

and angrily pushed the documents to the

papers scattered with a

to vent her

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

felt a

a sense

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

control his

her, even though he knew he had no right

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 his

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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