A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He suddenly remembered that Jazlyn had left Rena’s health examination report on his table last time, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. He guessed Rena must be upset about the fact that he didn’t remember.

Without hesitation, he said, “I’l go with you.”

Rena agreed.

Even though she was still upset with him, she wouldn’t decline his offer to be a caring husband.

Once they were in the car, Rena leaned against the backseat in silence.

Waylen wanted to mend their relationship.

Though they didn’t go all the way that morning, he felt content and satisfied. Moreover, the desire to conquer stirred something darker within him. He wanted Rena to willingly engage in intimacy with him someday. To achieve that goal, he didn’t mind pampering her and fulfilling her wishes for now.

Furthermore, he adored Alexis and Marcus.

Their marriage was becoming increasingly important to him.

Waylen pondered for a moment and decided to compromise.

He gently caressed Rena’s delicate face and whispered, “Are you still angry? She’s just an insignificant person. I’ll ensure that the law office won’t support her anymore. And as for her new job, I can’t just call and ask them to fire her for no reason, can I?”

“If she comes again, you won’t meet her!”

“Ive instructed the housekeeper not to let her in!” Waylen assured.

He wanted to reconcile with Rena, so he called Jazlyn in the car and asked her to withdraw the sponsorship. After that, he would have no further contact with Mavis.

Rena’s expression softened.

She didn’t want to push Mavis to a desperate situation either. She just wanted Waylen to stay away from other women, especially Elvira’s sister.

Waylen sensed that she was softening, so he affectionately whispered, “Ill discuss everything with you from now on.”

He tenderly caressed her waist and added in a husky voice, “I heard that a woman’s figure changes after giving birth. Rena, why haven’t I noticed any changes in your body? Your skin is even more delicate than that of younger girls.”

Rena shot him a glance and asked, “How many young girls have you met?”

Waylen chuckled softly.

To be honest, he hadn’t encountered many young girls. At least, that was how he remembered it…

But as a man, he wouldn’t dare admit that. Instead, he playfully patted his trousers and asked casually, “We’ve been married for a few years. How many young girls do you think I’ve seen? You must know, my dear.”

He gently pinched Rena’s cheek once more and continued saying, “You’re quite the jealous type. I’m sure you’ve kept track.”

Rena smiled.

Waylen’s heart melted as he admired her beautiful profile. He lowered his voice and said, “Let’s not fight anymore. Let’s live our lives, okay?”

He thought that at his age and with Rena’s recovery, maybe not now, but they could consider having a third child.

But whether or not they’d have another baby depended on Rena’’s wishes.

It seemed that after expressing his intentions, their relationship had improved significantly.

Waylen was now more attentive towards Rena, especially when she went for her post-natal check-up at the hospital. Even Ross had noticed, commenting, “Mr. Fowler seems much more considerate these days.”

Rena sat on a bench, holding a cup of water in her hand.

She smiled as she saw Waylen approaching. He joined her on the bench and whispered, “Everything looks good. Your uterus is in good shape.”

Rena blushed.

She pretended to casually read the test report and tucked it away in her bag.

Waylen took another step forward, wrapping his arm around her waist, and spoke in a low voice, “Come with me to buy some things. Dad has given me a lot of tasks, as if he’s afraid I won’t be busy enough.”

Rena looked up at him, unable to resist stroking his handsome face. “You do deserve it. He has been quite demanding of you lately.”

Waylen held her hand, his voice softening, “Why does he favor you so much?”

Waylen knew his father’s temper well, as it was similar to his own. Yet, Korbyn seemed to love Rena more than even Cecilia, which was quite evident. Surprisingly, Cecilia didn’t seem to be jealous. Instead, she was also attached to Rena and always wanted to be close to her.

“What kind of magic do you have?” Waylen wondered.

Rena gracefully walked towards the elevator, and Waylen followed. “It’s because I’m nice.”

With only the two of them inside, Waylen took advantage of the moment, pressing Rena against the elevator wall and teasing her playfully. “Will Mrs. Fowler show me just how nice she can be?”

Blushing, Rena was taken aback by Waylen’s audacity.

She wondered if all men were so adept at igniting desire in women.

Rena was not impulsive, though.

Despite her deep love for him, she understood that giving everything to him would leave her vulnerable and powerless.

By then, he would control her easily.

What if he grew tired of her one day?

She gently scratched his shoulder with her hand, teasingly playing with his belt buckle. “It depends on how you perform.”

Waylen, aroused by her words, playfully bit her ear.

“You naughty girl.”

Fortunately, Waylen knew where to draw the line, especially in public places.

also for new clothes and toys for the children. Rena even picked out two sets of clothes for Leonel, arranging for them to

back, Waylen

while, he suddenly asked, “You really like

“He’s

throat and continued asking, “What kind of

understanding the

to know if

Waylen was

he could be considered the most

she replied,

softly, touching the windshield as he whispered, “It’s snowing again. If it continues heavily, we might end

we should think of some movies we haven’t seen and

creating a picturesque winter

traced the window

she felt content and happy, enjoying the snow with Waylen in

at a red

but neither

too

the passenger seat, Rena’s face still flushed with embarrassment. She couldn’t bring herself to look at

gas, amused by Rena’s adorable bashfulness. “You look like an inexperienced little girl. In the

admitted,

down the window to get some fresh

in a low, hoarse voice, “Don’t roll it down. The wind might

aside and retorted playfully,

both of you equally. But I also worry that you might experience discomfort due to engorgement,” Waylen

continued their conversation for a

The moment felt touching.

snowflakes gently fell from the

was warm and cozy as they sat

used her finger to write

Waylen.

phone kept ringing at

recognized it as a call from Mavis, having read her information

manner, Rena

It’s the holiday season, and we’re

tapped away on

Mavis’ phone number was on

was still affected. Waylen spoke, but she wasn’t paying

they arrived

and asked gently, “Why haven’t

to compare themselves

for a while and prodded, “Have I been making you

her

opened the car door and got out of the

Waylen caught up with

found herself locked

was falling

it, their coats were wet, but neither of them cared. These days, they hadn’t been getting a chance

I can be a good husband to

in her

decided to abandon his prejudices and accept

she had good character. She was a loving wife and

his shoulder and murmured,

do you like about

lazily and

a dazed smile, “It’s

felt so soft against him. He was willing to pamper her

of the villa stood

They were smoking cigarettes.

He asked

out, Mark lit another cigarette. He took a long drag, making him look

out a cloud of smoke

Korbyn clicked his tongue.

between his fingers, he strode toward the parking pad. He shouted as he walked, “Waylen! What in the world are you doing? Can’t you see it’s snowing? You’re strong and healthy, so you

this, Mark almost burned his

embarrassed that she

Rena’s shoulders. “Let’s go

Waylen spoke, Korbyn approached

the black umbrella he’d brought with

a

he put it in his mouth and

teased her

much. But with his father around, she didn’t have the guts to flirt with him. She

gave his son another lecture on taking care of a woman who

and said, “You’re such a brat. Go. Go take care

his cigarette and

saw Rena take off her coat and start drying her hair with a

a thin wool dress that made her skin look particularly flawless. Her radiance knocked the air right out

a gentle tone, “There’s still half an hour left before dinner. Go

Alexis excitedly said, “Ill come with Daddy

bent down, picked up Alexis, and gave her a peck on the

wrapped her arms around her father’s neck,

looked at them with doting

the towel from Rena and commented, “He’s finally able to settle down. Don’t worry; he has a deep relationship with you

Rena nodded.

her, whether or not Waylen regained his memories was no longer

thing was

first floor of the Fowlers’ house, the servants were all busy preparing to serve rich dishes. The living room was very lively. Indeed the