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.

clean up the bedroom opposite the children’s room. I’m expecting some

to finish the design

intended to move. From now on, she would no longer share

they didn’t

told Cecilia about Rena’s

locked herself in her bedroom and

was still in

the ICU and answered Cecilia’s call in the corridor. He asked a bit hesitantly, “How’s your sister-in-law? Is she

hadn’t been answering his calls or texts. He’d

it wasn’t easy to placate

in Cecilia’s voice. “Dad has blown his lid, Waylen. You have got to come back here

start sleeping

Waylen was stunned.

a while, he whispered, “I

hung up with his sister and immediately

answered after a

know what to say. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “Happy

long silence, Rena replied,

back this afternoon,”

and how

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

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

a day, a suite

leaned against the sofa

solitude of the afternoon made

the diary he had

with tears as she thought of

She missed him deeply.

and all the moments they had shared

the sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door

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

their quarrel and hesitated

his way slowly to the upper

in the same clothes he wore a few days ago, appearing neat but in need of a shower.

her was no

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

got closer, he noticed tear stains in the corners

Did she cry?

pang of guilt washed over him. He placed a gentle hand on her side and leaned down, intending

But Rena stirred awake.

met his gaze, she seemed to regain her composure. She sat up, her tone carrying a hint of

felt the distance in her

surveyed their

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

a sneer playing

in this marriage for the children. Have you forgotten about

Waylen was taken aback.

autism, so Rena just

it. You can leave

softly, acting as if he was a

had a different expression on her

bring

preventing her from escaping. He still wanted to kiss her, but

touch me,” she

her resistance, Waylen was

and then plucked a long black hair from his shoulder with

didn’t belong to

at the strand, his brows immediately

any other woman. The only time he could think of was when

have come from

smile turned cold.

couldn’t believe that Waylen would fall for Mavis’

let out a sigh, clearly tired of dealing

her, “I don’t know when I got that hair.

of the children was a smart move

Rena couldn’t

hoping to dispel the indifferent look in her eyes, as if she was

with a loud

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

Waylen was stunned.

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

closed her eyes, her voice sounding

But doesn’t my life and Alexis’ life matter

She chuckled softly.

me tell you my real thoughts. I really want her to die. If

“Renal”

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

But Rena seemed undeterred.

a harsh tone despite the gentleness in her voice, she said, “She’d better not

realizing the depth of her anger and

at her, trying 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

gritted his teeth, feeling the

decided to leave, and as he slammed the door behind him, Rena’s words

bedroom, he took a

he removed his coat, he thought about

discarded the

to hang together, was now empty. The absence of her beautiful dresses

her things away, leaving only his suits

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

under the same roof as the Fowler

marriage had become nothing more than a facade, held together only

shaved, he couldn’t

if Rena still felt anything when she

residing in the same house, they barely

her own space whenever he

she politely asked him to leave, treating

to prepare milk

calm and composed.

as Rena read fairy tales with a soothing

hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and