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.

said no, then she would be lying

and

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

Then, Waylen left.

hand, Rena was stunned

villa, Marcus

the following month, Rena took a lot of time to take care of Marcus. As a result, she worked from home most of the time. Hector and

to Rena’s villa to visit the children, and there had been many

that Hector

it was because of his pride that Waylen never questioned Rena again regarding this matter. Waylen frequently dropped

his children more now than he did before the

children, but she didn’t give him another

brought her gifts all the

he was away on business trips, and the others he bought because he stumbled upon them

of Waylen’s gifts in a

discussing business with Hector, Rena walked

Rena returned to the villa, Waylen was still there. He was sitting on the sofa and reading a business magazine, as if

stared at him silently for

him. She said calmly, “You come here and hang out with the kids

problem with him spending time with the children. She just thought that he also had to have other things going on in his

Waylen 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 before he asked casually, “Do you want me to

inquiry. “We’re divorced. We should both have our own

her directness so refreshing that he couldn’t

before dinnertime when Waylen decided that it was time to

a little

the children in and kissing them good night, she proceeded

things were no longer the same even though Waylen was still present in Alexis’ and Marcus

she wouldn’t be affected by anything else

took off her clothes. Then,

bed, she found a champagne rose on one

one of the bushes outside. He would leave it on the bed beside her, and she would

up the rose, feeling a little sad

didn’t remember their past together at all. What was the point

At Exceed Group.

Rena could relax. She had an indoor golf course set up on the top floor of

she was

knocked on her office door and came in. She said, “Miss Brown is

Mary Brown? The actress?

sip of water and smiled. “I

I think she’s much smarter and more flexible than those other nameless

well.

a few moments, Mary entered Rena’s

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

darted her eyes on the cake in Mary’s hand and smiled faintly. “I don’t invest

was sensible. She was dressed simply yet

an envelope on Rena’s desk and said, “I’ve brought you five tickets to the premiere of

Rena didn’t refuse directly.

stood up and proceeded to the office’s indoor golf

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

white club and said with a smile, “Waylen was the one who taught

averted her

to endorse the high-end project in the south we’re working on,

right away. Her cheeks kept burning bright

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

world that truly make

would give Mary a chance if her movie

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

Rena snapped at him.

powerful, and she won’t do anything

Ultimately, they slept together.

the fact that he and

was

what Mark was thinking and was about to say

threw Mark’s coat in his face, and cursed,

Mark put

was two years older than Rena,

tearful eyes, Cecilia called in a low voice, “Rena.”

up the coat from

was well aware of the potential gossip and rumors that could arise if

retreat

Rena approached Cecilia and let out a sigh. “You are a working model now, a famous one even. It’s important to work

glistened with tears, feeling wronged

Rena into her

to quietly

shocked her. The room

bottles and jars scattered on the dressing table with some sprawled

bed sheet was a

not to make a fuss, Rena simply opened the window to

Cecilia whispered, “Please don’t be mad

felt a mix of anger and amusement, finding it challenging to interfere in

free experience… Hmm… Well, it’s true that my uncle has quite a

blushed at

did not expect her

to say something, she noticed a man standing at the now slightly ajar door, eavesdropping

It was Waylen.

just gotten up and was dressed in comfortable casual