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.

away from him,

shared a

him to touch her at

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 more sleep

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 gunned the engine and was about to pull away when someone

“Mr. Fowler!”

the window and saw

was on a crutch and hobbling

She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within

put on her

thought that Waylen would come visit her more often now that

he hadn’t

he couldn’t come see

at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur to

driving toward the main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass her by, Mavis

dropped her crutch and let herself fall to the

to

He frowned and

about

get in the car and give

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

his spinning, aching head, Waylen retorted, “If you don’t tell her, then she won’t find out.

refute his boss’ logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and then help Mavis

sat next to

rested his head on the back of his seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis savored Waylen’s

turned to stare at

perfect, and

car

inhaled the

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

it made her hot and

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

a light orange lipstick

enough, she would be able to spot

Before he could fully

they arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which was located

Mavis get out of the

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

her face, smiled, and

Waylen stared out the

Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young and attractive girl was throwing herself at him.

her the moment he let her

he would have a

could be

Mavis earlier was a test he set for

to see how much he

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

the pros and

time, Waylen chose

the house of the

of the night, so most of

the foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

on Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door to Rena’s

door was left unlocked, so he was

the sofa with a book in

like crystal under

Waylen liked her body.

it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being ached to touch her, take her, and own

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

less resistant of him in

while, Waylen finally gave in and began touching

caress was what woke

eyes and stared at the big, handsome face in

noticed the orange kiss mark on the collar of his

left it

was still fired up. He had already started taking off

me!” Rena’s

Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want

the sofa. Her body was

saw Mavis today,

Waylen was stunned.

explained, “Yes, I did, but nothing happened.

putting her

two buttons of his shirt and showed him the

orange, lip-shaped stain on his white shirt stood out

“I swear we didn’t do anything. You

Mavis left on him without his consent, he took

around and looked Rena straight in the eye. “I didn’t betray

bother to

quietly, her eyes 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

me, Waylen. How is that any different from keeping a

replied, “I was just trying to help.

to have this conversation

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

already crossed the

been with you today, I bet you would’ve pushed

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

lit it. He was

didn’t have

didn’t quarrel with

“The truth has 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

heart ached as

truth was

too much to drink, Waylen couldn’t

stared at Rena’s back and thought arguing

forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk about

Rena stood still.

she heard 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 at

couldn’t help wondering whether or