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

didn’t allow him to touch her at

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

decided not to say anything more. He shut the car door, walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He gunned the engine and was about

“Mr. Fowler!”

out the window

was on a crutch and

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

saying that, she put on

thought that Waylen would come visit her more often now that he and Rena were no

he hadn’t

didn’t matter. If he couldn’t come see her, then she would just

and ordered

road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass

and let

made sure to appear frail and

see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked, “Stop the

about

get in the car and give her a ride

chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t going to like this, Mr.

Waylen retorted, “If you don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl

but to get out of the car

next

on the back of his seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis savored

turned to stare

perfect, and he

this car was

boil with desire. She greedily inhaled the air around Waylen and then imagined what sex with him

the mattress? Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony as he

it made

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

on a light orange lipstick

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

then opened his eyes. Before he could

arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in a

Mavis get out

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

face, smiled, and

Waylen stared out the window and

collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each

would possess her the moment

have a young and

could be Elvira’s

and Mavis earlier was a test he set

to see how

With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then, his heart

the pros and cons

chose Rena and his

house of the

of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already been turned off. However, the

the foyer and ascended

he opened the

unlocked, so

fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in her hand. She had on

skin gleamed like crystal under

Waylen liked her body.

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

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him in her

a while, Waylen finally gave in and began touching

what woke

and stared at the big, handsome face

kiss mark on

must’ve left

was still fired up.

me!”

with him and didn’t want to sleep with

the sofa. Her body was alluring and attractive,

saw Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

a while, he looked at her and explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened. I just gave her a

began putting her pajamas

she undid two buttons of his shirt and

white shirt stood out like a sore

swear we

the mark that Mavis left on him without his consent, he took off his shirt

straight in the eye. “I didn’t

to lose her temper

unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented her a nice apartment, paid for her education, and found her a

Waylen. How is that any

to help. I don’t have a romantic interest in

didn’t want to have

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

have already crossed the

chauffeur hadn’t been with you today, I bet

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

cigarette and lit it. He was shaking

he said, “You didn’t have to say such harsh words,

didn’t quarrel

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, I

ached as she

truth was indeed

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

back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do either

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

Rena stood still.

Waylen turn the doorknob, she called after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want it in my trash

like his wife just stabbed him in the chest, Waylen turned and looked

wondering whether or not she