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

hadn’t shared a bed in

didn’t allow him to touch her at

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 her. Because of the wedge that Rena drove between them, they

walked around the car, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He gunned the engine and was

“Mr. Fowler!”

the window and saw

on a crutch and hobbling toward Waylen’s

at her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my

put on her

thought that Waylen would come visit her more often now that he and Rena

hadn’t

didn’t matter. If he couldn’t come see

and

road. Watching the lavish

dropped her crutch and let herself fall to

sure to appear

falling. He frowned and barked,

dithered about

get in the car and give her

hesitated, “Mrs. Fowler isn’t going to

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

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

sat next

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

to stare

were so sharp and perfect, and he

car was

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

handsome face contort in sweet agony as he thrust into

of it made her hot and

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

put on a light orange lipstick

able to

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

at Mavis’ apartment, which was located

helped Mavis get out of

no intention of getting out and walking 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

face,

out the window and let his mind

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

would possess her the moment he

he would have a young and

be Elvira’s

he let happen between himself and Mavis earlier

how much

toward him earlier, he instantly thought of Rena. With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion.

always weighed the pros and

time, Waylen chose Rena and

house of

the night, so most

ascended the stairs

Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door

left unlocked, so he

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

exposed skin gleamed like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

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

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

Rena didn’t even stir.

was way less resistant of him in

for a while, Waylen finally gave in and began touching

what woke up

and stared at the big, handsome face

kiss mark on the collar of

left it

stared at Waylen quietly, but he was still fired up. He had already started

go of me!” Rena’s face

Rena was still angry with him and didn’t want to

sofa. Her body was alluring and attractive,

Mavis today, didn’t

Waylen was stunned.

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

her

buttons of his shirt

his white shirt stood out like a

“I swear we didn’t do anything. You can ask

his consent, he took off his shirt and tossed it

and looked Rena straight

to lose

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

was just trying to help. I don’t have

didn’t want to have this conversation

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

with you today,

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

unsettled, Waylen grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly that he almost burned

he said, “You didn’t have to say such

didn’t quarrel with

longer share a bed. It’s

ached as

was

to drink, Waylen

at Rena’s back and thought arguing tonight wouldn’t

forehead and muttered, “Let’s talk about

Rena stood still.

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 Rena’s back once

help wondering whether or not she truly