A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1351-1360

It was a gift from Heron, courtesy of Mavis.

Seeing the signature playfully gracing the accompanying note, Rena couldn’t help but sigh, a mix of emotions swelled within her. She looked at her husband and said, “You said it was delivered by mistake.”

Waylen’s gaze shifted to Rena, a soft smile gracing his lips. “I didn’t want to upset you.”

Rena began to unpack the gift, her voice Laced with a nonchalant air.

“No need to worry, I have no cause for distress.”

In the arena of their relationship, Rena recognized the roots of their problems lay within Waylen. The external influences paled in comparison to their shared struggles. Mavis’s connection to Elvira remained Rena’s primary concern.

It was a potential source of strife which made her think of how narrow-minded she was.

Unveiling the package revealed a collection of local treasures from Heron.

Rena looked at it quietly for a while and called the servant to put it in the kitchen. It was a thoughtful offering that would find its place in the kitchen for future use.

As Waylen encircled Rena’s waist, his voice softened. “Rena, I’ve never harbored any affection for her.”

“I understand,” she responded, her thoughts involuntarily revisiting the day of the lipstick incident.

The memory was tinged with complexity. It was filled with desires, challenges, and a frustrating confrontation that had revealed her husband’s probing nature.

Their connection held within a tumultuous dance, and Rena made her decision. “For now, it might be best if we sleep in separate beds.”

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon Waylen as he attempted to navigate her declaration.

Gently coaxing, he reasoned, “Consider the practicalities, my love. If we sleep apart and you desire beef bone soup in the dead of night, who’ll rise to satisfy your craving?”

Rena’s contemplation gave way to agreement. Then, a smile tugged at her Lips.

Waylen, his tie perfectly adjusted, herded Alexis and Leonel towards the awaiting car, ready to fulfill his role as chauffeur for the morning. “Come along. I will drive you to the kindergarten.”

Alexis and Leonel clutched their schoolbags, an air of excitement permeating the space.

Hand in hand, they climbed into the car.

Mark’s project was plagued by delays, postponing its launch until year’s end. Mark was so busy that he might not be able to come to Duefron for a long time.

Cecilia sobbed on the phone, “It’s just as well. I actually haven’t made up my mind yet.”

The insights Waylen had shared about Cecilia’s stubborn nature became clear. She truly was a woman of conviction. Rena knew it now.

After concluding her call, Rena took the time to reach out to Mark, desiring a chat amid his bustling schedule.

Mark’s voice, an embodiment of his cheerful mood, painted a warm smile across Rena’s face as he sweetly promised, “Next time you’re in Duefron, I’ll have a delightful surprise waiting for you.”

With gratitude, Rena bid farewell and hung up the phone.

Time unfurled its wings, casting a gentle spell that nurtured Rena’s burgeoning belly.

Three months sped by, leaving in their wake a swelling baby bump.

Curiosity and excitement led Rena and Vera to a mother-and-baby store, their hearts fluttering as they perused the adorable array of baby clothes. Amidst their selections, Vera’s voice Lowered as she shared a longing from her heart. “Rena, I’ve yearned for another child with Roscoe for years. We tried our best, but the stars didn’t align. How have you managed to welcome so many children with Waylen?”

Vera’s contemplation took a playful turn, her curiosity alighting on the possible culprit. “Is it because he adamantly refuses the use of condoms?”

Rena’s laughter was a soothing melody in response.

Pausing to reflect, her voice carried a gentle certainty. “Our growing family is a deliberate choice.”

Vera’s eyes shimmered with a wistful envy.

It was a sentiment she expressed through baby clothes. She bought two pink garments nestled among Rena‘s choices. Her unspoken hope whispered of future motherhood.

With a knowing smile, Rena playfully warned, “Children demand your time and energy, my dear. Parenthood isn’t a path of leisure.”

Vera’s longing gaze painted a portrait of her dreams, revealing a woman yearning for a future where the pitter-patter of tiny feet graced her life.

As they immersed themselves in conversation, neither Rena nor Vera sensed the silent presence of Aline, her gaze fixated upon them through the glass, her thoughts shrouded in contemplation.

Aline looked thinner than before.

She watched Rena’s gentle form with a mixture of envy and longing.

Rena’s gentle demeanor juxtaposed with her blossoming belly tugged at Aline’s emotions, her thoughts mired in silent contemplation.

Observing Rena from a distance, she surmised that Rena lived a happy life.

The world knew Waylen as a stoic figure, immersed in the art of business and stoically devoted to his wife.

Aline, too, recognized his unwavering Love.

Yet her heart was aflame with jealousy, a sentiment that coiled around the memory of Harold’s tragic fate. It was a Life cut short for Rena’s sake.

Resentment churned within Aline. How could Rena revel in unbridled joy when her every day should have been tainted by remorse?

Why did she and Waylen, bound by the tapestry of love, continue to welcome new Life into their embrace?

It seemed that… It seemed that her memories with Harold dwindled into insignificance.

Unbeknownst to them, the mother and baby store also harbored familiar faces. It was Harrison and his mother.

Both of Harrison and his mother were surprised to see Rena again.

Upon glimpsing Rena’s radiant figure, Harrison’s voice carried the resonance of sincere congratulation. “Congratulations, Mrs. Fowler.”

Rena’s smile radiated warmth, a testament to the passage of time and the evolution of relationships.

Although Harrison’s mother was a little uneasy because of the affair between Rena and Harold, she also knew that the Fowler family was powerful. It was not wrong for her to build a good relationship with the Fowler family, whether in the entertainment circle or in the business circle.

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She then approached with a token of goodwill. It was a carefully chosen collection of baby products, offered as a gesture of connection and respect.

for a while, Rena

at Harrison with her eyes wide open. Harrison

to leave, Harrison chivalrously held the

then finally drove

concern of Harrison’s mother spilled forth in hushed

remember, she’s married, and they’re expecting their

gentle response reassured

I won’t follow

admitted that he

a yearning to safeguard her. What was

care of Rena in Harold’s stead, it

hand and felt relieved. She knew that her son had been sensible since he

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her thoughts turning to Vera’s

harbor

and amusement.

considered her response. “He does seem nice. Unlike Harold, he appears more grounded,

back,

passing, I held resentment in my heart. But as time unfurled, even that weight dissipated. Now, all I can do is offer

Rena a comforting touch,

echo, danced across her Lips as she shared the lingering connection she felt with Harold. “Sometimes, in my dreams, he visits me. Those moments evoke memories of our

Harold’s spirit still

spine, her unease intertwined with Rena’s ethereal

Rena remained unfazed, her phone’s notification piercing the

premiere is set for next week. Will you be gracing us with

hesitation, Rena’s response was a resounding affirmation, a commitment to

with playful determination. “I must attend too! I’ve yet to secure Miss Holt’s signature. She’s a bit haughty, elusive to the common folk. Only your uncle

a gentle smile from Rena, a Look

many years, Rena found solace in the presence of

included her

but at

Vera’s hair, her voice

of home, a haven filled with a familiar coziness. Marcus, the light of her life, awaited

preparing his favorite meal and indulging in playful moments. Despite his tender age of one, Marcus radiated love for his mother, his eyes speaking volumes of

Marcus reveled in their time together, the chauffeur’s arrival

resonated through the air. “Maybe Waylen will be

affectionate anticipation that hummed

snowfall, snowflakes descended

Waylen. She dialed his number privately, a yearning woven into her voice. “Could you perhaps return a

busy realm of the Exceed Group, playfully teased,

outside, Rena’s thoughts danced

with significance, “Today

with surprise, a spark of emotion sparking

in the form of Jazlyn’s entry. “Mr. Fowler, the conference is

conference to tomorrow morning. Encourage everyone

her curiosity piqued by

Waylen unveiled

my

left the office while

there

journey home. It was already seven

of the snow-Laden city was a stark contrast to the warmth awaiting him at the villa. His entry was marked by the swaying snowflakes, his figure

the trunk and

“The snowfall has intensified.”

he divested himself of his coat, Waylen called out, his

to

was a birthday feast prepared by Rena’s careful hands, a

by Waylen. It was a treasure

Waylen’s voice carried a gentle, affectionate cadence. “Rena mentioned that

with tender awe, Leonel cradled

room where Rena, Alexis, and Marcus shared a familial moment. Alexis’s exuberance filled the air as she led the family in a joyous birthday song for Leonel, her offering a promise of shared

wafted through the room, aimed at Alexis, the embodiment of his protective affection. “Alexis,

Alexis’s retort held an air of pride, her words adorned with a touch of regality. “It’s a rare

built, her royal quarters a

Leonel blushed.

the way he stepped toward her. Rena’s eyes met his, a soft smile gracing her lips, and Waylen’s voice, a melody of affection, brushed her ear. “Happy

with a gentle invitation to blow

moment, as Leonel’s Laughter mingled with the flicker of candlelight, Waylen’s heart swelled

used to be gloomy and reckon that he could be adopted by Waylen and Rena

one had ever drawn his

her mom. The man in front of him was more Like a real father than

as he was, Leonel was

took control of the Exceed Group after many

full of determination, Leonel chose

he found himself gently pulled away by Alexis, leaving Rena mildly concerned about the potential precociousness of the children. Thus, when Waylen emerged from the bathroom, Rena shared her

bedroom was swathed in the cozy warmth of activated heating, cocooning the room

towel loosely clinging to his waist, settled at the edge of the bed. Rena approached, delicately relieving him of the towel as

to meet hers, the tender exchange a

gesture, his voice a gentle balm to her worries. “What’s troubling you? Rena, we’ll guide our children with love.

mirrored the wisdom in his words,

her gaze traced the contours of

had yet to dim, a fact Rena

husky whisper, broke the

a nod, their shared

soothing reassurance spoken in hushed tones. “In another month, the baby will move. It’s astounding

at Rena’s Lips. “You’re being quite

the creation of new life,

tranquility, Rena broached the topic of the upcoming premiere. “Will you be available

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