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.

and said to two of the old servants, “Help me clean up the bedroom opposite the children’s room. I’m expecting some furniture for that room delivered in

had already asked someone to finish the design drawing of

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

were surprised, they didn’t dare to say

they told Cecilia about Rena’s plan

the afternoon, Cecilia locked herself in her bedroom and

still

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

He’d been trying to

knew that it wasn’t easy

have got to come back here right now. Rena is clearing out a room and

start sleeping

Waylen was stunned.

a while, he whispered, “I see. Ihave to

hung up with his sister and immediately dialed

answered after

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

Rena replied, “Happy

this afternoon,”

the situation and how it was developing so

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

phone, Rena finally hung

day, a suite

Rena leaned against the sofa to catch her

solitude of the afternoon made

the diary he had left for her and read

tears as

She missed him deeply.

missed their relationship, and all the moments they had shared

sleek black Maybach slowly pulled up. Waylen opened the door and stepped out

leaving the villa very quiet. Waylen stopped a servant and asked

quarrel and hesitated before answering,

nodded and made his way slowly to

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

was no

Rena lying on the sofa, asleep

he got closer, he noticed tear

Did she cry?

him. He placed a gentle hand on her

But Rena stirred awake.

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

the distance in her

he surveyed their

while. Lowering his head, he whispered, “You’re angry with me, but you don’t want to

closed the book slowly, a sneer playing

in this marriage for the

Waylen was taken aback.

Rena just stayed for their

You can

acting as if he was a complete

a few days ago, in his car, she had a different expression on her face. “Waylen, I want to kiss you,” she had said with intoxication

couldn’t bring himself to

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

me,” she said

her resistance, Waylen was

and then plucked a long black hair

hair didn’t belong to

strand,

only time he

it have come from

smile turned cold. “It’s

fall for Mavis’ shameless trick to sabotage

clearly tired

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

the children was a smart

Rena couldn’t

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

her hand landed with a loud slap on

from the impact, but she couldn’t bear to look at him. “Get

Waylen was stunned.

stared at her, saying each

her eyes, her

is important. But doesn’t my life and

She chuckled softly.

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

“Renal”

couldn’t allow her to continue

But Rena seemed undeterred.

said, “She’d better not play tricks again, otherwise… Mr. Fowler,

the depth of her anger

moment, he whispered, “Rena, who are you really? Look at yourself.

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

his teeth, feeling the

the door behind

the master bedroom, he took

he thought

hesitation, he discarded the coat into the

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

away, leaving only his

realization hit him like a wave crashing

was still living under the same

nothing more than a

couldn’t help but touch

felt anything

the same house, they barely

retreating to her own space whenever he spent time

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

night, Waylen offered to prepare

the door open, he saw Rena sitting there, calm and composed. The soft glow of the light accentuated

listening intently as

of the intimate and romantic nights they once shared, when she would whisper softly under