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 woke up, he’d find her safe and sound, sheltered under his

Angela’s Library

Rena was taken aback.

so naturally, she

whispered, “Are you

his gaze fixed on her with profound

it’s wise,” Rena said

five months pregnant now. Moreover, her relationship with Uncle Mark

how will

Waylen, stirring a mixture of tenderness and sorrow

Rena faced greater difficulty in

the challenges in the future might be daunting for them, but

hinted at Mark’s deteriorating

left stunned by his

sensation enveloped her, sending shivers down

wept quietly in

voice emerged hoarse,

but I don’t believe he’ll just give

Rena listened quietly.

the first call she

said, “Rena,

that moment, Rena understood that Waylen had made

the responsibility for the Fowler family. Even Korbyn and Juliette

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

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

appeared at the Fowler’s

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

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

it was unnecessary to bother her brother, so

“Aren’t you afraid that others will

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

Cecilia burst into laughter.

teased, “When we get

choked on his daughter’s

family erupted into

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

understood his son

laughter, realizing

in the car, Waylen closed his eyes,

afraid her

sensed that something was amiss

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

lips and hesitated before asking, “But

four

Four months?

and pallid face flashed in her mind, Cecilia

a while to regain her

what happened to

didn’t say it

a document from the storage

to be

glance at him and

her face draining of color. The pathology report indicated that Mark’s estimated life expectancy was

Less than six months?

How could this be

trembled as she asked,

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

hearing this, Cecilia lifted her head

welled up with tears that

her best to hold

your face. Tears don’t suit young ladies like

but it looked more

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

was silent, and there were stacks of

time to rest. Dr. Clarke will scold you if

kept his

been a bit 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.

by my side for so long, and now we have two

deep

the door, Cecilia

final wishes, with no

Peter noticed Cecilia’s presence.

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

gaze remained fixed

he could no longer hide

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

Mark’s gaze was profound.

don’t you go have a cup of

smiled faintly and agreed,

room and gently closed the

into silence. The autumn sun streamed in through

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

much of the muscular build he once had and

retained his

skin was flawless, his eyes had deep sockets,

his features were still

said gently, “Why are you just standing by the door? Come and

stand at the door, biting her lip as she

Mark by

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

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

rolled down Cecilia’s

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 not planning to leave

the documents on

some reason, she suddenly lost her

pushed the documents to

scattered with a

her to vent

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 never

felt a

a sense of guilt and

“Do you think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re leaving behind billions of dollars? No, I won’t. The only

control his

embrace her, even though he knew he had no

want to see our daughter born, Edwin growing up, getting married, and

Cecilia wasn’t having it.

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