A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1001-1010

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.

kept away from him, her own

shared a bed

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

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

was on a crutch

looked at her leg with grievance. She explained, “The doctor said my leg should recover within two

put

often now that he and Rena were no longer

hadn’t shown

matter. If he couldn’t come see her,

at Mavis and ordered the

started driving toward the main road. Watching the

her crutch and let herself

to appear frail

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

about

said in a low voice, “Help her get in the

isn’t going

won’t

the chauffeur had no choice but to

next to

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

to stare

sharp and perfect, and he exuded

car

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

handsome face contort in sweet agony as he thrust into

of it made

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

on a light orange lipstick

would be able to spot Mavis’ kiss mark

and then opened his eyes. Before he could fully

Mavis’ apartment,

get

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,

her face,

stared out the window and let his

leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to

he would possess her the moment he

would have a

could be Elvira’s

Mavis earlier was a test he

to see how much he

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

the pros

Waylen chose

house of the Fowler

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

foyer and ascended the stairs

and Marcus, he opened

so he was

had fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in

gleamed like crystal under the

Waylen liked her body.

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

and then more and more hungrily.

Rena didn’t even stir.

way less resistant of him

Waylen finally gave in and began

was what woke up

stared at the big, handsome face in front of

instantly noticed the orange kiss mark on the collar of his white

must’ve left it

still fired up. He had already started taking off her

of me!” Rena’s face

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

body was alluring and attractive, but her words

Mavis

Waylen was stunned.

I did, but nothing happened. I just gave

putting her pajamas back

of his shirt and showed him

stain on his white shirt stood

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

left on him without his consent, he took

looked Rena straight in

didn’t even bother to lose her

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 for her education, and found her

Waylen. How is that any different from keeping

trying to help. I don’t have a

want to have

blackness outside, she murmured, “You allow her to get close to

already

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

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

cigarette and lit it. He was shaking so badly that he almost burned himself while lighting

didn’t have to say such harsh words,

quarrel with

hear it. Waylen, the only reason we still share a home is that we no longer share a

ached as

truth was

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

thought arguing tonight wouldn’t

“Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Go

Rena stood still.

after him, “Take your shirt. I don’t want

in the chest, Waylen turned and looked

whether or not

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