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.

the bedroom opposite the children’s room. I’m expecting some furniture for that room delivered in

already asked someone to finish the design

intended to move. From now on, she

were surprised, they didn’t dare to

Cecilia about Rena’s plan in

Cecilia locked herself in her bedroom and called

was still in

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

texts. He’d been trying

that it wasn’t

blown his lid, Waylen. You have got to come back here right now. Rena is clearing

was going to start sleeping

Waylen was stunned.

a while, he whispered, “I

up with his sister and

Rena answered after a few

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

silence, Rena replied, “Happy New Year to

this afternoon,”

began explaining the situation and how it

people where to place the furniture and other things. After Waylen stopped talking, she said to him coolly,

on the phone, Rena finally hung up and took charge of

a day, a suite

the sofa

afternoon made her yearn for

the diary he

eyes filled with tears

She missed him deeply.

all the moments they had shared

four o’clock, the sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and stepped out of

leaving the villa very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked in a hoarse voice, “Where is my

was aware of their quarrel and

way slowly to the upper

wore a few days ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower.

her was

he spotted Rena lying on the sofa, asleep and looking incredibly

noticed tear stains

Did she cry?

him. He placed a gentle hand on her side

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

the distance in

surveyed

to stay here for a while. Lowering his head, he whispered, “You’re angry with

the book slowly, a sneer playing on

Fowler, don’t flatter yourself. I only stayed in this marriage for the children. Have you

Waylen was taken aback.

had autism, so Rena just

You can

as if he was

on her face.

couldn’t bring himself to

wanted to kiss her, but as he leaned in, she

me,”

resistance, Waylen was

a long black

hair didn’t belong

the strand, his brows

he could think of was when Mavis hugged

have

turned cold.

for Mavis’ shameless trick to sabotage their

let out a sigh, clearly tired of

don’t know when I got that hair. Trust me, I haven’t done anything to hurt you or

the children was a smart move to appeal to

Rena couldn’t

her, hoping to dispel the indifferent look in her eyes, as if she was on the verge of giving

her hand landed with a loud slap

the impact, but she couldn’t

Waylen was stunned.

his composure, his face darkened. He stared at her,

her eyes, her voice sounding

my life and Alexis’

She chuckled softly.

you think I’m cold-blooded? Let me tell you my real thoughts. I really want her

“Renal”

was stern, cutting her off. He couldn’t allow her to

But Rena seemed undeterred.

the gentleness in her voice, she said, “She’d better not play tricks again, otherwise… Mr. Fowler, I don’t

realizing the depth

moment, he whispered,

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

teeth, feeling the

decided to leave, and as he slammed the door behind him,

master bedroom, he took a

he removed his coat, he thought

hesitation, he discarded the coat into the trash

the closet, where their clothes used to hang together, was now empty. The

things away, leaving only his

realization hit him like a wave crashing onto

living under the same roof as the

a facade,

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

if Rena still felt anything when she

the same house,

retreating to her own space whenever he spent

during Marcus’ nursing sessions, she politely asked him to leave, treating him like

offered to

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

listening intently as Rena read

was sweet and slightly hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and