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.

“Help me clean up the bedroom opposite the children’s

had already asked someone to finish

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

were surprised, they didn’t dare

told Cecilia about Rena’s plan in

Cecilia locked herself in her bedroom

still in

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 been trying to reach her since

it wasn’t easy

have got to come back here

was going to start sleeping in

Waylen was stunned.

whispered, “I see. Ihave

sister

after a

say. After a while, he said

a long silence, Rena replied, “Happy New Year to

be back this afternoon,” Waylen said

began explaining the situation and how it was developing so

people where to place the furniture and other

brief conversation on the phone, Rena finally

a suite was fully

leaned against the sofa to catch her

solitude of the afternoon made her yearn for

the diary he had left for her and read

filled with tears as

She missed him deeply.

and all the moments they had shared

Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and

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

servant was aware of their quarrel and

made his way slowly to

still dressed in the same clothes he wore a few days ago, appearing neat but in need

her was no

Rena lying on

closer, he noticed tear stains

Did she cry?

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

But Rena stirred awake.

fluttered, and when she met his gaze, she seemed to regain her composure.

felt the distance in

surveyed

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

the book slowly, a sneer playing on

flatter yourself. I only stayed in this marriage for the children. Have you

Waylen was taken aback.

so Rena just stayed

You can

as if he was

days ago, in his car, she had a different expression on her

bring

escaping. He still wanted to kiss her, but as he leaned in, she turned

me,”

her resistance, Waylen

suddenly froze and then plucked a long black hair from his shoulder with her slender

didn’t belong to

at the strand, his

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

have

smile turned

fall for

tired of dealing with all

weariness etched between her eyebrows, Waylen tried to comfort her, “I don’t know when I got that hair. Trust me, I haven’t done

a

Rena couldn’t help but

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

her hand landed with a loud slap on his

from the impact, but she

Waylen was stunned.

his composure, his face darkened. He stared at her, saying each word with intensity, “Rena, that’s a

closed her eyes,

doesn’t my life

She chuckled softly.

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

“Renal”

couldn’t allow

But Rena seemed undeterred.

in her voice, she said, “She’d better not play tricks

heart raced, realizing the depth of her anger and

moment, he whispered, “Rena, who are you really? Look at yourself. You’re not gentle at

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

teeth, feeling the tension between

as he slammed the door behind

master bedroom, he took

he thought about the hair

hesitation, he discarded the coat into the trash

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

things away, leaving only his suits

him like a wave crashing onto the shore. Rena wasn’t

still living under the same roof as the

marriage had become nothing more than a facade, held

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

wondered if Rena still felt anything when she looked at

same house, they

deliberately avoided him, retreating to her own space whenever he spent

asked him to leave,

offered to prepare

pushed the door open, he saw Rena sitting there, calm and

intently as Rena read fairy tales with a soothing

voice was sweet and slightly hoarse, reminding Waylen of the intimate and romantic nights