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.

he’d find her safe and sound, sheltered

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

naturally, she knew

silence, Rena whispered, “Are you planning to

silent, his gaze fixed on her

don’t think it’s wise,” Rena said

months pregnant now. Moreover, her

if he doesn’t recover, how will Cecilia cope

Waylen, stirring a mixture of tenderness and sorrow

understood that Rena faced greater difficulty in this situation than he

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

at

left stunned by his

her, sending

wept quietly in

voice emerged hoarse, laden with

bullet has its billet, but I don’t believe he’ll just give

Rena listened quietly.

still vividly recall the first call she

said, “Rena, I’m

moment, Rena understood that Waylen had made

Even Korbyn and Juliette respected his choices, almost entirely deferring to his

Rena asked, “So, will you talk to her, or should

he replied, gently kissing her, preventing her tears from

appeared at the

stairs, she found Waylen sitting on

her footsteps, Waylen said indifferently, “You missed your prenatal

bother her brother, so she replied, “Ross will come

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

much younger than me. He

Cecilia burst into laughter.

we get to the

on his

Fowler family erupted into

the laughter, only Waylen stood alone, his face wearing a severe, indescribable expression, a

his son all too

soon ceased his laughter, realizing

the car, Waylen closed his eyes, seeking a

afraid her words

sensed that something was amiss

suddenly instructed Ross, “Drive to the inpatient department. Let’s

bit her lips and hesitated before asking, “But why should we visit

four months.

Four months?

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

her a while to regain her

what happened

didn’t say it

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

to be a

cast a skeptical glance at him and

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

Less than six months?

could

voice trembled as she asked, “Waylen.

been in the hospital for four months now. Dad brought in experts

this, Cecilia lifted her head

eyes welled up with

best to hold them

tissue and said, “Wipe your face. Tears don’t

a smile, but it

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

room was silent, and there were stacks of thick folders

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

still kept his

me. I need to review these documents. The company is just starting, and there are many

Suddenly, Mark’s expression changed.

been by my side for so long, and now we have two children. I can’t leave without

felt a deep sadness

door, Cecilia was

Mark was conveying his final

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

remained

he could

“Mark, I told her. She deserves to

Mark’s gaze was profound.

why don’t you go have a cup of coffee

smiled faintly and agreed,

left the room and

sun streamed

out of bed, wearing

the muscular build he once had and appeared considerably

he retained his handsome

flawless, his eyes had deep sockets, and his eyelashes

his features were

are you just standing by the door?

however, continued to stand at the door, biting her lip as she softly inquired, “Why didn’t

took Mark by

her a faint smile. He made a motion as if he were reaching for a cigarette box out of

lowered his hand, gazed at Cecilia, and replied, “I let you down back then, and I’m suffering from this illness. How could

rolled down Cecilia’s

a hushed tone, she whispered, “You concealed it from me for four months, and you’re planning to die secretly, leaving behind a struggling company for Edwin Mark corrected her, “I’m

to the documents

she suddenly lost her

angrily pushed the documents to the

scattered

to vent

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. But have you ever asked me what I truly want? You make all the decisions! I

felt a

felt a sense

billions of dollars? No, I won’t. The

couldn’t control

her, even though he knew he had no

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

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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