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.

from him,

hadn’t shared a bed in

to touch her

chose to move into another bedroom. It was difficult for Waylen to talk to her, much more sleep with her. Because of the wedge that Rena drove between them, they couldn’t tackle their difficulties and move

in Waylen’s tone, the chauffeur decided not to say anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He

“Mr. Fowler!”

the window

a crutch

with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two months, and there will be no

she put on her victimized

visit her more often now that he and Rena were no longer

he hadn’t shown

he couldn’t come see her, then she

at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur to

Watching

dropped her crutch and let herself fall to

to appear

to see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked,

chauffeur dithered about

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

chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t going

her, then she won’t find

to refute his boss’ logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get out of

next to

Mavis, rested his head on the back of his seat, and closed

quietly turned to stare

and perfect, and he exuded such a

car was extremely

her blood boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around

mattress? Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony as

mere thought of it made her hot

planted a soft kiss on his collar, making sure her lipstick marked

put on a light

closely enough, she would be able to spot Mavis’ kiss

Before he could fully wake up,

later, they arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which was

get out

Mavis to her door. Mavis bowed to meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler. If you need me to explain to Mrs. Fowler, I’ll tell her that nothing

her face, smiled, and

out the window and let his mind

and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young and attractive girl was

he would possess her the moment he let

a

be Elvira’s

he let happen between himself and Mavis earlier

wanted to see how much he cared

piano with such vigor

weighed the pros and cons

chose Rena and

of the

the house. It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in

the foyer and ascended the stairs

Marcus, he opened the

door was left unlocked, so he

sofa with a book in her hand. She

skin gleamed like crystal

Waylen liked her body.

gotten close to her like this in a long time. He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being ached to touch her, take

kissed her, softly at first and then more and more

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant

kissing her for a while, Waylen finally

was what woke

at the big, handsome face in front of

kiss mark

left it

quietly, but he was still fired up. He had already started taking

go of me!” Rena’s

He thought that Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep with him, so he

sofa. Her body was

saw Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

he looked at her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I

began putting her pajamas back

she undid two buttons of his shirt and

orange, lip-shaped stain on his white shirt

we didn’t do anything.

his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed it into

around and looked Rena straight in the eye. “I

didn’t even 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

that any different

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

didn’t want to have this

French window. Gazing at the blackness outside, she murmured, “You allow her to get close to you. You allow her

already

the chauffeur hadn’t been with you today, I

her apartment and let her take your coat. You would’ve let her touch you and kiss you. You would’ve taken her

grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly that he almost

a while, he said, “You didn’t

didn’t quarrel with

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

heart ached as she

was indeed

much to drink, Waylen couldn’t stand

arguing tonight wouldn’t do either of them any

and muttered, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow.

Rena stood still.

called after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want it in my

stabbed him in the chest, Waylen turned and

wondering whether or not she truly