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, her own

shared a bed in

to touch her at

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 more sleep with

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

“Mr. Fowler!”

the

a crutch and hobbling

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

put on her victimized

often now that he and Rena were no longer in speaking

he hadn’t shown

couldn’t come see her, then

at Mavis and ordered

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

deliberately dropped her crutch and let herself fall

made sure to appear frail

to see Mavis falling. He frowned and barked,

dithered about following Waylen’s

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

chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t

don’t tell her, then she won’t find out. Besides, we’re just sending the poor girl home.

logic, the chauffeur had no choice but

next

on the back of his seat, and

quietly turned to stare

so sharp and perfect, and

this car was

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

her against the mattress? Would his handsome

thought of it made her hot

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

on a light

enough, she would be able to spot

and then opened his eyes. Before he could fully wake up, Mavis immediately

arrived at Mavis’ apartment, which was located in

Mavis get out of

“Thank you for giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler. If you

face, smiled, and said

Waylen stared out the window and let

earlier 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 throwing herself at

knew that he would possess her the

a young

be Elvira’s

between himself and Mavis earlier was a test he

how much he cared about

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

pros and

time, Waylen chose

the house of the Fowler

and looked up at the house. It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already been

through the foyer and ascended the stairs to the second

and Marcus, he opened the door to

unlocked, so he was

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

exposed skin gleamed like

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

and then more and more hungrily.

Rena didn’t even stir.

way less resistant

her for a while, Waylen finally gave in

was what woke

stared at

kiss mark

must’ve left

at Waylen quietly, but he was still fired up. He had already started taking off her

go of me!” Rena’s face

and didn’t want to

lay back on the sofa. Her body was alluring

saw Mavis today, didn’t

Waylen was stunned.

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

putting her pajamas back

of his shirt and

on his white shirt stood out like

brows and said, “I swear we didn’t do anything. You can

consent, he took

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

to lose her

unfaithful. You just helped that woman get reinstated in college, rented her

Waylen. How is that any different

was just trying to help.

didn’t want to have this

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

have already

today, I bet you would’ve pushed your

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

was shaking so badly

a while, he said, “You didn’t have to

quarrel with

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

ached as

was

too much to drink, Waylen couldn’t

Rena’s back and thought arguing tonight

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

Rena stood still.

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

the chest, Waylen

couldn’t help wondering whether or not she truly