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.

children. Rena even

Waylen was

he suddenly asked, “You really like

“He’s cute

cleared his throat and continued asking, “What kind of person do

the unspoken

to know if she found him

Waylen

fact, he could be considered the most handsome man Rena

she replied, “You

windshield as he whispered, “It’s snowing again. If it continues

movies we haven’t seen and

snowfall intensified, creating a

the window with

happy,

red light, Rena called out softly,

as well, but neither of them had answered

just too

flushed with embarrassment. She couldn’t bring herself to look

belt and pressed on the gas, amused by Rena’s adorable bashfulness. “You look like an inexperienced little girl. In the past… Have we ever

Rena admitted, her cheeks

down the window

in a low, hoarse voice, “Don’t roll it down. The wind might feel refreshing now, but you might catch a cold later. If you

hair aside and retorted playfully, “You care

about both of you equally. But I also worry that you might

their conversation for

The moment felt touching.

snowflakes gently fell from the

was warm and cozy as they sat close

used her finger to write his name

Waylen.

phone kept ringing at

phone. She recognized it as a call

composed manner, Rena replied, “It’s an

the holiday season, and we’re bound to

away on

long, Mavis’ phone number was on Waylen’s phone’s

affected. Waylen spoke, but she wasn’t paying

they arrived

unfastened his seat belt, turned sideways, and asked gently, “Why haven’t

to

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

her head in

of the car. “Come on. Your

Waylen caught up with her

she found herself locked inside

was falling

neither of them cared. These days, they hadn’t been getting a chance to feel each other’s warmth. This opportunity had become

can be a good

in her

abandon his

that he desired her or that she

his shoulder

do you like about me,

lazily and replied, “I’l

said with a dazed

against him. He was willing to pamper her like

the porch of the villa stood

They were smoking cigarettes.

narrowed his eyes. He asked Mark, “Is

cigarette. He took a long

of smoke

Korbyn clicked his tongue.

see it’s snowing? You’re strong and healthy, so

this, Mark almost burned his hand with

that she

a point. He took off his overcoat and put it over Rena’s shoulders. “Let’s go inside. See? My dad

Waylen spoke, Korbyn

brought with him,

a cigarette

mouth and lit it, he glanced at

her with his

But with his father around, she didn’t have

taking care of a woman who just bore

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

finished his cigarette and entered

soon as he came in, he saw Rena take off

dress that made her skin look particularly flawless. Her

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

said, “Ill come with Daddy to see my baby

Alexis, and gave her

around her father’s

at them with

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

Rena nodded.

whether or not Waylen regained his memories was no

important thing

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