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, her own

hadn’t shared a bed in months.

didn’t allow him to touch her at

kiss and make up. But Rena 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

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 gunned the engine and was about to pull away when

“Mr. Fowler!”

the

a crutch and hobbling toward

“The doctor said my leg

she put on

Waylen would come visit her more often now that he and

hadn’t shown

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

at Mavis and ordered the chauffeur to

the main road. Watching the lavish black vehicle pass her

deliberately dropped her crutch and

sure to appear frail

to see Mavis falling. He frowned and

dithered about

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

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

don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home. There’s nothing wrong

chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and

next

his seat, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, Mavis savored Waylen’s scent that was like

to

and perfect, and

this car was

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

he press her against the mattress? Would his handsome

it

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

put on a light

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

Before he

arrived at Mavis’ apartment,

Mavis get out of the

a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler. If you need me to explain to Mrs. Fowler, I’ll

at her face, smiled,

chauffeur drove away, Waylen stared out the window

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 throwing herself at him.

possess her the moment

would have a young and obedient

could be

let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a test he set

how much

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

pros

Waylen chose Rena and his

the house of

the night, so

foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

he opened the door to

so he was able

sofa with a book in her hand. She had on soft

skin gleamed like crystal

Waylen liked her body.

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 hungrily. He

Rena didn’t even stir.

was way less resistant of him in

kissing her for a while, Waylen finally gave in and began

what

at the big,

mark on the

left it

Waylen quietly, but he was still fired up. He had

me!” Rena’s

still angry with him and didn’t want to sleep

was alluring and attractive, but

saw Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

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

her pajamas

two buttons of his shirt and showed him the lipstick

his white shirt stood out like a

we didn’t do anything.

without his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed it

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

to lose her temper

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

me, Waylen. How is that any

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

want to have this

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

have already crossed

with you today, I

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

cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so

a while, he said, “You didn’t

quarrel with

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.

ached as she

truth was indeed

much to drink, Waylen

back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t do either of

muttered, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Go to

Rena stood still.

called after him, “Take your shirt. I

him in the chest, Waylen turned and looked at Rena’s

couldn’t help wondering whether or not she truly