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.

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

already asked someone to finish the design drawing

was a master suite into which she intended to move. From now on, she

surprised, they didn’t dare

told Cecilia about Rena’s plan in

the afternoon, Cecilia locked herself in her bedroom and called

was still

in the corridor. He asked a bit

texts. He’d been trying to reach

it wasn’t easy

to come back here right now. Rena is clearing

going to start sleeping

Waylen was stunned.

whispered,

up with his sister

after a few

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

silence, Rena replied, “Happy New Year to

be back this afternoon,” Waylen said in a

situation and how it

in her new master suite and directing people where

conversation on the phone, Rena finally hung up

day, a suite was

against the sofa to catch

of the afternoon made her yearn for Waylen even

couldn’t help but open the diary he

with tears

She missed him deeply.

and all the moments they had

slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and stepped out of the

villa very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked

of their quarrel and hesitated

made his way slowly

days ago, appearing neat but in

was no

lying on the sofa, asleep and

noticed tear stains in the

Did she cry?

him. He placed a gentle hand on her side and leaned down, intending

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

the distance

he surveyed their

been well-decorated, suggesting that she planned to stay here for a while. Lowering his head, he whispered, “You’re angry with me, but you don’t want to leave, do you? The fact that you haven’t moved

book slowly, a sneer playing on her

I only stayed in this

Waylen was taken aback.

just stayed for their

You

acting as if he was

a different expression on her face. “Waylen, I want

couldn’t bring himself to

wanted to kiss her,

touch me,” she

her resistance,

and then plucked a long black hair from his

hair didn’t belong to

at the strand,

only time he could think of was when Mavis

have

smile turned

that Waylen would fall for

tired of dealing with

the weariness etched between her eyebrows, Waylen tried to comfort her, “I don’t know when

the children was a

couldn’t

her eyes, as if she was

her hand landed with a loud slap

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

Waylen was stunned.

his composure, his face darkened. He stared at her, saying each word

closed her eyes, her voice sounding

doesn’t my life

She chuckled softly.

I’m cold-blooded? Let me tell you my real thoughts. I really want her to die. If she died, she

“Renal”

cutting her off. He couldn’t allow her to continue down that

But Rena seemed undeterred.

her voice, she said, “She’d better not

the depth of

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

at him and retorted, “Then you can treat me as a bad

feeling the

to leave, and as he slammed the door

he took a

his coat, he

discarded the coat into the

when he opened the closet in the cloakroom, he was taken aback. Half of the closet, where their clothes used to hang together, was now empty. The absence of her beautiful dresses made

away, leaving only his

that moment, Waylen’s realization hit him like a wave crashing onto

under the

more than a facade, held together only by their two

he couldn’t help but touch his

silently wondered if Rena still felt anything when she looked at

in the same house, they barely

own space whenever he

asked him to leave, treating him

to prepare milk

saw Rena sitting there, calm and composed. The soft glow

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

intimate and romantic nights they once shared, when she would whisper