A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Concern filled Rena’s heart as she fretted over Marcus.

At just over two months old, he had been weaned from breast milk.

As Rena glanced towards the closed door of another room of this suite, she could hear soft snores. Waylen and Alexis were sleeping soundly there.

After hesitating for a moment, Rena decided to unbutton her pajamas.

Marcus latched on contentedly, finding comfort in the maternal embrace even if he couldn’t find any milk. In the stillness of the dark night, the soft sound of a child nursing was mesmerizing.

Waylen heard everything since he couldn’t fall asleep.

After lying in bed for a long time, he couldn’t resist getting up quietly.

Rena turned away at the sight of him, her back facing him.

Waylen couldn’t see her expression, but he gently touched Marcus’ soft hair and asked in a hushed voice, “Does it hurt?”

Rena felt somewhat embarrassed by the question.

After a brief moment, she replied softly, “Go back to sleep.”

Tomorrow… Marcus would be discharged from the hospital, and Rena wouldn’t have to deal with Waylen’s persistent presence all the time.

Waylen’s gaze lingered on Rena’s slender back.

He longed to embrace her, but the memory of her rejection made him withdraw his hand.

He lay back on the bed.

Alexis crawled over and nestled in his arms.

Her little bottom was soft and chubby.

Waylen couldn’t quite decipher his emotions. He yearned to spend every day with them, wondering if he and Rena could have children together again. It was evident that Rena loved children very much.

Restlessly, Waylen couldn’t help but ponder whether Rena would change her mind if he ever regained his lost memory. ©

The next morning, Marcus was discharged from the hospital.

Rena bent down slightly and began packing up her son’s things.

Her waist was thin, and her back was slightly hunched.

He tousled her hair and replied affectionately, “I miss both you and your mommy equally.”

He then took Alexis back to the hospital, buying her a set meal of fried chicken along the way. Waylen’s mood improved significantly as Alexis chatted excitedly during the ride.

But as he opened the door to the VIP ward, his expression darkened.

Hector was inside.

He and Rena were sitting closely on the sofa, engrossed in a business discussion.

Rena even had a radiant smile on her face.

She looked breathtakingly beautiful when she smiled…

Waylen cleared his throat.

Hector noticed Waylen’s discontent and felt somewhat embarrassed. “Ms. Gordon, let’s end the discussion for today,” he proposed.

Rena glanced at Waylen before escorting Hector out.

Upon her return, she closed the door to the ward, prompting Waylen to ask, “Is it necessary to be so close to each other when discussing business matters?”

While munching on her fried chicken, Alexis remarked, “Dad seems upset.”

Rena didn’t want to talk about this in front of the children. Instead, she accompanied Alexis and helped her with her homework.

Waylen struggled to suppress his anger.

He felt jealousy bubbling within him, despite knowing he had no grounds to question Rena.

In the dead of night, Rena cradled Marcus in her arms on the bed, gazing at his plump face, her mind wandering into deep contemplation.

Marcus bore a striking resemblance to Waylen.

Their eyebrows and eyes were strikingly similar.

With tender affection, Rena lightly caressed Marcus’ eyebrows with her slender fingers.

Although Marcus was generally obedient, he began to fuss in the middle of the night, refusing to drink milk.

His face flushed, and he stubbornly turned away from the bottle.

Rena gently pressed her cheek against his, and the little boy nestled into her arms. He eagerly sought sustenance through the thin fabric of her pajamas.

Waylen still remembered how it felt when he touched her.

The nanny took Marcus away, leaving Rena and Waylen alone in the ward. Waylen had something to say to his ex-wife.

He put his hand on her shoulder and asked in a low voice, “Rena, if I regain my memories, is it possible for us to be together again?”

Hearing the question, Rena halted for a moment. She had no idea how to respond.

If she said yes, she would undoubtedly give him hope.

she said no, then she would be lying

was silent for a long time, and

of her shoulder and then dropped his hand. “Ill go get Marcus’ discharge papers and take care of

Then, Waylen left.

hand, Rena was stunned for

villa, Marcus recovered

Marcus. As a result, she worked from home most of the time. Hector and

visit the children, and there had been

that Hector

because of his pride that Waylen never questioned Rena again regarding this matter. Waylen frequently dropped by to keep Alexis

spending time with his children more now than he

from seeing the children, but she didn’t give him another chance

her gifts all

the others he bought because he stumbled upon them and they reminded him

all of Waylen’s gifts in a

after discussing business with Hector, Rena walked him

the sofa and reading a business magazine,

at him silently for a few

and sat on the sofa opposite him. She said calmly, “You come here and hang out with the kids every day. Don’t you have your own private

with him spending time with the children. She just thought that he also had to have other things

didn’t regard himself as an

Rena finished her question, Waylen put down the magazine in his hand. He stared at her with his dark eyes for a long time

divorced. We should

her directness so refreshing that he couldn’t bring himself to be upset

decided that it was time

was a

children in and kissing them good night,

things were no longer the same even though Waylen was still

wouldn’t be affected by anything

main bedroom and took off her clothes. Then, she stepped into

into bed, she found a champagne rose

would come back from his daily morning jog with a rose he picked from one of the bushes outside. He would leave it on the bed beside her, and she would wake up to it.

feeling a little

all. What was the point

At Exceed Group.

Rena could relax. She had an indoor golf

was free, she

break, Wendy knocked on her office door and came in. She

Mary Brown? The actress?

a sip of water and smiled. “I thought she didn’t want

“Well, she made it this far. I think she’s much smarter and more flexible than those

well.

moments, Mary entered Rena’s

bring her agent with her. She came alone with a small delicate box of

in Mary’s hand and smiled faintly. “I don’t invest in movies, Miss Brown. You don’t

was sensible. She was dressed simply yet elegantly

to the premiere of my movie, Ms. Gordon. If you could come show your support, I would really,

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

proceeded to the office’s indoor

few swings, and Mary praised her afterward. “Wow. You

her white club and said with a smile,

averted her

and said casually, “You want to endorse the high-end project in the

right away. Her cheeks

two more golf balls, Rena told Mary, “That depends on whether or not you’re up for it. If your

be so easy-going, so for a moment, she didn’t know

aren’t many people in this world that truly make me feel revolted. And you’re not really

chance if her movie did well in

found out about Rena’s deal with Mary, he called Rena. “Are you really

Rena snapped at him.

and powerful, and she won’t

Ultimately, they slept together.

hadn’t had sex for a long time, and the fact that he and Cecilia used to be so

was mind-blowingly

was thinking and was about to

coat in his face, and cursed, “You old

put on a

outside her room with Mark. Cecilia was two years older than Rena,

eyes, Cecilia called in a low

picked up the coat from the floor and handed

could arise if the servants

he decided to retreat to the guest room

out a sigh. “You are a working model now, a famous one even. It’s important to work on your impulsive temper, or else it

tears, feeling

pulled Rena into her

Rena to quietly close the

saw inside shocked her. The room seemed to have witnessed a wild

jars scattered on the dressing table with some sprawled

the bed sheet was a crumpled

a fuss, Rena simply opened the window to let fresh air sweep

making her angrier, Cecilia whispered, “Please don’t be mad at

a mix of anger and amusement, finding it

it as a free

at

not expect her to say such

man standing at the now slightly ajar door, eavesdropping on their

It was Waylen.

up and was dressed in comfortable