A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Finally, she was standing in front of her husband. She said, “I can ask Uncle Mark to send a chopper. You don’t have to take care of it yourself.”

Waylen looked at Mark.

Taking a drag on his cigarette, Mark concurred, “I can help.”

Waylen then looked back at Rena.

Rena smiled. “See? You can rest assured with Uncle Mark’s help. Waylen, you promised me that you wouldn’t interfere in Mavis’ business anymore, so leave this matter to me. What do you say?”

Rena wasn’t stupid.

How in the world could such a coincidence happen?

Mavis was just pretending to be in danger.

She was really going to the extreme to get Waylen to her side. What if he didn’t show up?

Had she consider that possibility? She could have died!

Rena didn’t care about Mavis’ life. She had her own family to think about though, and she certainly wouldn’t let Waylen risk his life to save Mavis’.

After saying that, Rena stared at Waylen.

Waylen reached out and gently stroked her face. He said gently, “It’s rare for Uncle Mark to visit here. I can’t have him taking care of something for me when he should be here with you and the rest of the family. I have to go. I’ll be back tomorrow morning, okay?” ©

After saying that, Waylen turned around and started for the front door.

Holding his hand, Rena said in a soft voice, “Isn’t your happy family enough to keep you here? Or do you just not trust me? You don’t think I want her to be saved, do you?”

Waylen frowned slightly.

“It’s not that, Rena.”

Rena lowered her head and scoffed. She didn’t want to frighten Alexis, and she didn’t want to make things difficult for the elders during the celebration of the holiday either.

She lowered her voice. “You just told me earlier that you could be a good husband to me.

Have you already forgotten that? Why are you hurrying out now to save a woman who obviously wants to seduce you and take you away from me and your children? Are you really an emissary of justice, Waylen, or do you just see someone in her?”

Rena didn’t care anymore.

In the end, she decided to speak her heart.

Waylen’s face darkened, and he said, “Stop it, Rena.”

Rena loosened her grip on him. The moment she let him go, she went in a trance.

She forced a smile, walked over to pick up Alexis, and sat at the dining table.

Rena whispered to her daughter, “Daddy has to leave. He has something to deal with. It’s just going to be us having dinner.”

Feeling disappointed, Alexis pouted.

Rena coaxed her little girl.

However, she never looked at him again.

There was nothing left to say. Rena was as disappointed as Alexis.

Korbyn couldn’t stand it anymore and snapped, “If you leave right now, Waylen, I will break your legs.”

Waylen replied, “Someone’s life is hanging in the balance, Dad.”

Then, Waylen looked at Rena.

He waited for her to say something more to him. He wanted her to look at him, even blame him. But she didn’t. She just focused on Alexis, acting as if he wasn’t even in the room anymore.

Like he said, Korbyn was about to hit his son.

Rena stopped him, though. “Let him go.”

Korbyn felt sorry for Rena. Rena waited for Waylen to come back as he asked. And now that he had returned, he was a different person and not in a good way.

Waylen finally left the Fowlers’ house.

Outside, it was snowing heavily.

In a matter of seconds, his whole body got covered with ice dregs.

Sitting in his car, Waylen made some calls and had someone prepare and dispatch a rescue helicopter. Soon, the rescue mission for Mavis began. ©

After making the necessary phone calls, he looked at his phone in a daze. Still in the parking pad of the Fowlers’ house, he decided to call Rena.

But Rena didn’t answer. ©

‘She was understandably angry.

Waylen thought for a while and sent a message to Rena that read, “I promise I’ll come back tomorrow morning.”

After sending the message, he waited for a moment, but Rena didn’t text him back.

Waylen put out the cigarette that he lit before making the arrangements for Mavis’ rescue.

He took a look at the villa, which was brightly lit and looking very warm.

With an expressionless look on his face, he rolled up his car window.

Then, he shifted gears and stepped on the gas.

He wasn’t back for a few days. ©

After Mavis was saved, she was admitted to the ICU.

It was early morning on New Year’s Day.

Rena’s eyelids flew open. She lay quietly on the big bed and reflexively reached out beside her. There was nobody there. She was alone.

The grandfather clock downstairs chimed eight times.

Rena jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom, and performed her morning routine. Then, she went to nurse Marcus and keep Alexis company.

At ten o’clock in the morning, Rena gave the servants some gifts. The servants liked Rena very much, and they spoke many words of blessing to her. They wished that Rena and Waylen would live the rest of their lives together happily and harmoniously.

old servants, “Help me clean up the bedroom opposite the

asked someone to finish the design drawing of

From now on, she would no longer share

they didn’t dare

told Cecilia about

the afternoon, Cecilia locked herself in

was still in

answered Cecilia’s call in the corridor. He asked a bit

He’d been trying to

that it wasn’t easy to placate

back here right now. Rena is clearing out a

to start

Waylen was stunned.

he whispered, “I see. Ihave

up with his sister and immediately dialed

after

moment, he didn’t know what to say. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice,

long silence, Rena replied, “Happy New Year to

this afternoon,” Waylen said in

situation and how it was

phone, Rena was in her new master suite and directing people where to place the furniture and

the phone, Rena finally hung

a suite was fully

the sofa

the afternoon made her

help but open the diary he

tears

She missed him deeply.

their relationship, and all the moments they had shared

o’clock, the sleek black Maybach slowly pulled

Waylen stopped a servant and asked in a hoarse voice, “Where

servant was aware of their quarrel

nodded and made his way

ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower. However, before freshening

her was

lying on the sofa, asleep and looking

closer, he noticed tear stains in the

Did she cry?

gentle hand

But Rena stirred awake.

long eyelashes fluttered, and when she met his gaze, she seemed to regain her composure. She sat up, her tone carrying a hint

felt the distance in her

surveyed their

angry with me, but you don’t want to leave, do

closed the book slowly, a

in this marriage for the children. Have you forgotten about

Waylen was taken aback.

autism, so Rena just stayed

You can leave

acting as if he was

ago, in his car, she had a different expression on her face. “Waylen, I want

bring himself to

onto Rena’s wrist, preventing her from escaping. He still wanted to kiss her, but as he leaned in, she turned her

touch me,”

resistance,

and then plucked a long black

hair didn’t

strand,

hadn’t been involved with any other woman. The only time he could think of was when Mavis hugged

have come

smile turned cold. “It’s

Waylen would fall for

sigh, clearly tired of dealing with

don’t know when I got

mention of the children was a smart move

Rena couldn’t

wanted to kiss her, hoping to dispel the indifferent look in her eyes,

her hand landed with a loud slap on his

stung from the impact, but she couldn’t bear to look at

Waylen was stunned.

darkened. He stared at her, saying each word with intensity,

closed her eyes, her voice

my

She chuckled softly.

thoughts. I really want her to die. If she died, she wouldn’t…” Rena murmured,

“Renal”

off. He couldn’t allow her to

But Rena seemed undeterred.

tone despite the gentleness in her voice, she said, “She’d better not play tricks again, otherwise… Mr.

raced, realizing the depth of her anger and

trying to understand the real her. After a moment, he whispered, “Rena, who are you really? Look

threw a magazine at him and retorted, “Then you can treat

feeling the tension between

slammed the door behind him,

bedroom, he took a shower

coat, he thought about the hair on

he discarded the coat into

of the closet, where their clothes used to hang together, was now empty. The absence of her beautiful dresses made him realize the depth of the

had moved all her things away, leaving only his suits

that moment, Waylen’s realization hit him like a wave crashing onto the shore. Rena wasn’t

was still living under the same roof as the

a facade, held together only by their

washed his face and shaved, he couldn’t help but touch his own reflection

still felt

same house, they barely crossed

her own space whenever

asked him

offered to prepare milk for

sitting there, calm and composed. The soft glow of

her mother’s arms, listening intently as Rena read fairy tales with

hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and romantic nights