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.

his wife for a long time, so naturally, she knew exactly what he was thinking even though he didn’t say

whispered, “Are you planning to tell

his gaze fixed on her with profound

it’s wise,”

is five months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with

he doesn’t recover, how will Cecilia cope with the

Waylen, stirring a mixture of

greater difficulty in this situation

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

at

left stunned by his

chilling sensation enveloped her, sending

wept

voice emerged hoarse,

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

Rena listened quietly.

the first call she

said, “Rena,

understood that Waylen had

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

will you talk to her, or

kissing her, preventing her tears from

next morning, Waylen appeared at the

stairs, she found Waylen sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping his

footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed

bother her brother, so she replied, “Ross

her and scolded, “Aren’t you afraid that

nose and retorted, “Mr. Evans isn’t really much younger than me.

Cecilia burst into laughter.

and teased, “When we get to the hospital, I might just

on his daughter’s

family

alone, his face wearing a

his son

his laughter, realizing

the car, Waylen closed

her words might

that something was amiss with

Ross, “Drive to

bit her lips and hesitated before asking, “But

for four months. He’s family,

Four months?

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

took her a while to

what happened to

say

document from the storage cabinet before him, and handed it over to

to be a

a skeptical glance at him and cautiously opened the

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

hearing this, Cecilia

up with tears that threatened to

her best to

“Wipe your face. Tears don’t suit

smile, but it looked more

no idea that Waylen would be visiting.

was silent, and there were stacks of thick

for four hours. It’s time to rest.

kept his focus

bit of a nag. Handle him for me. I need to review these documents. The company

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

for so long, and now we have two children. I can’t leave

a deep sadness hearing

Cecilia

final wishes, with no hope for the

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

gaze remained

could no longer hide

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

Mark’s gaze was profound.

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

faintly and

left the room and gently closed

The autumn sun streamed in

bed, wearing a

much of the muscular build he once had and appeared

retained his handsome

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

his features were

gently, “Why are you just standing by

biting her lip as she softly inquired, “Why

Mark

motion as if he were reaching for a cigarette box

and 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 that to

rolled down Cecilia’s

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

the documents on the bedside

reason, she suddenly

over and angrily pushed the

papers scattered with a

to vent

and you’re taking responsibility for our two

felt a

a sense of guilt

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 time

couldn’t control

even though he

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

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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