A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Rena started playing the piano once again. After finishing one song, she said, “I’m just trying to protect the people who are important to me, Waylen.”

Waylen stared at Rena for a long time.

Then, he began loosening his tie and ascending the stairs.

Waylen and Rena had dinner and put Alexis and Marcus to bed without talking to each other. They lived in the same house, but they treated each other like strangers.

Rena didn’t care anymore.

It was late at night.

Waylen and Rena began retiring to their own respective bedrooms.

In the corridor, Waylen grabbed Rena’s hand and said, “We need to talk.”

After Waylen said that, Rena’s phone rang, and she answered.

It was a call from one of her bodyguards that she sent to watch Mavis. The bodyguard reported hesitantly, “Sorry to bother you this late, ma’am, but the woman we were watching just jumped out of a third-story window. She shattered her legs.”

Jumped out a window.

Rena replied calmly, “Take her to the hospital. And keep your eyes on her.”

Waylen knocked the phone out of Rena’s hand and threw a fit of pique.

“She has already been expelled from school. What more do you want?

Rena… Have you always been this cold-blooded? Do you not trust me, or do you not trust your own decisions?

Is this how our marriage is going to be now?”

He confronted her with so many questions.

Rena was in a trance. Then, a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth.

“Yes. I suppose I have always been cold-blooded when circumstances necessitate it.

I can’t allow that woman to stay in Duefron.

I don’t care where she ends up as long as she’s nowhere near my family.”

Waylen looked at Rena with eyes burning with fury.

He walked to the end of the corridor, dialed a number, and ordered his assistant a series of things.

His assistant was a little startled but still went to do what he was told.

Rena stood under the light in the corridor. She overheard Waylen’s phone conversation with his assistant. He was going to help Mavis get back to school and pay for her medical expenses. ©

He would keep Mavis in Duefron.

At this moment, Rena felt extreme exhaustion, both physically and emotionally.

She felt that she and Waylen weren’t on the same page at all. Waylen didn’t know and would never know the kind of pain and fear through which he was putting her.

The crystal light in the corridor was bright.

Gnashing her teeth together, Rena picked up her phone and sent a message. It read, “Don’t watch her anymore. Leave her alone this instant.”

Waylen turned around after he hung up.

Rena was no longer there. The spring chill was all that was left in the long, luxurious corridor.

Waylen thought of what he had said and felt that he had spoken too strongly.

He didn’t want to have a falling out with Rena. He was willing to coax her and compromise with her. He was willing to put this matter about Mavis to bed.

Waylen knocked on Rena’s bedroom door and said, “Rena, open the door. Please.”

He waited for a few minutes, but no sound came from inside the room.

She obviously didn’t want to speak with him.

Waylen patiently waited for a few more minutes before he said in a low voice, “Please open the door. Let’s talk this over. It’s late. Do you want me making enough noise to wake up my parents? Can you please be reasonable, Rena?”

Still, there was no response.

After standing outside for a long time, Waylen decided to give up and go back to his bedroom.

Their relationship was almost at a breaking point.

It was rare for them to see each other after that night. Rena seldom gave Waylen the chance to spend time with her, and he was too proud to talk to her first.

It was the dead of night, and Waylen couldn’t fall asleep.

All he could think about was Rena. He was still deeply and madly attracted to her, and he still wanted her sobad. ©

Waylen had to attend a social engagement for work one day.

He was in a bad mood, so he drank a little too much at the banquet. After the party, he got in the car tipsy and dizzy.

The chauffeur knew nothing about Waylen’s private life, so he commented while he was opening the car door for his boss, “You’re drunk, Mr. Fowler. Mrs. Fowler won’t be pleased.

Women don’t like their men coming home to them intoxicated.”

Hearing the chauffeur’s remark, Waylen just leaned against the back seat.

He took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and lit it. Exhaling the smoke, he smiled bitterly and asked, “Are you sure she even cares?”

He had been living like he didn’t have a wife. Right now, he and Rena were more like roommates sharing a house.

kept away from him, her

shared a

to touch her at

was normal for a couple to have fights sometimes, but they should be able to resolve their problems and kiss and make up. But Rena chose to move into another bedroom. It was difficult for Waylen to talk to her, much

He shut the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the

“Mr. Fowler!”

the window

a crutch and hobbling toward

Waylen’s gaze, Mavis looked at her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there

put on

Waylen would come visit her more often now that he and Rena

hadn’t

see her, then

nodded at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur

main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass her

deliberately dropped her crutch and let herself fall to

sure to

He

chauffeur dithered about following

low voice, “Help her get in the car and give her a ride

“Mrs. Fowler isn’t

she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home. There’s

logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get

sat next to

seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis

turned to stare

so sharp and perfect, and

car

desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then

her against the mattress? Would his handsome face contort in

mere thought of it made her hot and

snow-white shirt, she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his

a

be able to

Before he could fully

Mavis’ apartment, which was

chauffeur helped Mavis get out of

had no intention of getting out and walking Mavis to her door. Mavis bowed to meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride

at her face,

stared out the window and let his mind

he was aware that Mavis leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking

her the moment he let

would have a young and obedient

could be

and Mavis earlier was a test he set for

wanted to see how

toward him earlier, he instantly thought of Rena. With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then, his heart started racing. The ‘only woman who could make him feel that

weighed the pros

time, Waylen chose

house of

so most of the lights in the house had already been

foyer and ascended the stairs to the

on Alexis and Marcus, he opened

was left unlocked, so he

on the sofa with a book in

exposed skin gleamed like crystal

Waylen liked her body.

her like this in a long time. He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of

and kissed her, softly at first and then more and more hungrily. He

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him in her

her for a while, Waylen finally gave in

what

her misty eyes and stared at the big, handsome face in front

orange kiss mark on

left

still fired up. He had already

go of me!” Rena’s face turned

was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so

on the sofa. Her body was alluring and

saw Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just gave

began putting her pajamas back

two buttons of his shirt and

on his white shirt stood out like

knitted his brows and said, “I swear we didn’t do anything.

Mavis left on him without his consent, he

straight in the eye. “I

bother to lose her

starting to burn with tears. After a few heartbeats, she said calmly, “No, you didn’t do anything unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented her a nice apartment, paid for her education, and found

me, Waylen. How is that any

replied, “I was just trying to help. I don’t have a romantic

didn’t want to

stood up and walked to her bedroom’s French window. Gazing at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You allow

already crossed

you today, I bet you would’ve pushed your

her touch you and kiss you. You would’ve taken her as your lover. You

unsettled, Waylen grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was

said, “You didn’t have to

didn’t quarrel with

always been harsh, especially to those unprepared to hear it. Waylen, the only reason we still share a home is that we no longer share a bed. It’s only a matter of time now before our bond breaks completely and Mavis gets her chance to be with you. Honestly,

heart ached as

was

much to drink, Waylen couldn’t stand his alcohol-induced headache

arguing tonight wouldn’t do either of them any

rubbed his forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk about

Rena stood still.

the doorknob, she called after him, “Take

stabbed him in the chest, Waylen

or not