A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Post-shower, a wave of relief washed over him, dispelling the remnants of unease that had lingered from the electrician’s rental house. His spirits were lifted as he rejoined Rena on the sofa, wrapping his arms around her form for a comforting embrace.

He traded his attire for a casual shirt and suit pants, a subtle transformation that didn’t escape Rena’s observation.

She was privy to the nuances of his moods, recognizing his tendency to appear more composed when troubled.

Nestling against his shoulder, she inquired in a hushed tone.

“What’s bothering you?”

“Nothing.”

He brushed her concern off with a gentle touch as he grazed her delicate features.

Waylen proceeded downstairs to prepare a noodle dish, soon returning with a steaming bowl. Rena, having consumed chicken soup earlier, was lacking appetite due to both her dietary preferences and pregnancy considerations. His understanding of her needs was impeccable.

He sat by her side, consuming the noodles.

Amidst the mundane, their companionship brought ease to the moment, Rena scrutinized his features beneath the soft light, noting the passage of time etched subtly around his eyes. The years had lent a mature charm to his countenance, enhancing his allure.

Her fingers extended to caress his eyes, a touch that evoked a warm response from him.

Following a pause, he resumed eating and inquired in a lighthearted voice.

“Are you craving another intimate encounter?”

His playful touch grazed her protruding belly affectionately.

A blush dusted Rena’s cheeks, and her heart raced in response.

Though her instincts told her to push him away, the warmth of his hand was irresistible, and she hesitated to release it.

“Enough already.”

A faint smile played on Waylen’s lips as he concluded his meal.

With the table cleared, he scooped Rena into his arms, placing her on the sofa. His shoulder became her pillow, fingers tenderly smoothing her hair.

This simple intimacy held a profound significance, offering comfort in the midst of an ordinary night.

His caresses, though gentle, held a power akin to balm, soothing Rena‘s soul.

With her head nestled on his shoulder, she murmured, “Waylen, you’ve changed a lot.”

“Have I? What’s different?”

“It’s hard to explain. For instance, you wouldn’t have dined at the tea table before. You used to be so meticulous about meals.”

His fingers brushed against her face, a smile curving his lips.

Rena nestled deeper into his embrace, her voice soft as she probed, “Can you tell me now what’s been troubling you?”

Waylen was hesitant, for the darkness he faced was closely tied to her.

After a moment, he said slowly, “Rena, the chandelier incident in the theater was no ordinary accident. I suspect it was deliberately orchestrated.”

“So you suspect Aline?” Rena straightened, her long brown hair slightly disheveled.

Her graceful movements exuded an irresistible allure, reminding Waylen of the business they ought to discuss.

Nonetheless, he found himself captivated by her charm.

Teasingly, he remarked, “They say pregnancy clouds the mind for three years. Are you an exception? Blame my high IQ for offsetting your intelligence.”

He playfully touched her belly. Flushed and slightly flustered, Rena scolded, “Don’t change the subject!” Waylen reined in his emotions, speaking after a moment’s contemplation.

“I believe Aline may have bribed the electrician. However, the man died at dusk, likely during a sexual encounter.”

Rena, despite her strong mind, couldn’t help but tremble, fear coursing through her veins.

She furrowed her brow slightly and commented, “Aline is slender; it wouldn’t be easy for her to overpower a man when he’s off guard. She must have used other means.”

Waylen’s eyes sparkled with recognition.

Rena’s thoughts aligned with his.

The sensation of tacit agreement between them was too beautiful to disrupt. Just as Rena was about to speak, Waylen’s phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he noted it was from the detective. Without avoiding Rena’s gaze, he answered the call. The detective’s voice lowered as he said, “The prosecutors found drugs in the deceased electrician’s stomach. It’s plausible that it contributed to his demise. Otherwise, a strong man like him wouldn’t be easily subdued by a woman.

Waylen replied before ending the call.

Turning his attention back to Rena, he noticed her lost in contemplation.

“What’s on your mind, Rena?” He playfully pinched her cheek.

Meeting his gaze, Rena responded quietly, “I’m wondering whether Harold’s car accident was truly a coincidence or Aline had a hand in it.”

Waylen’s response was silence, his eyes shimmering with an intensity Rena couldn’t ignore.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She inquired.

“You’re just so stunning.”

Waylen’s gentle smile accompanied his soft words. He continued, “Mentioning him again, aren’t you worried I might get jealous?”

Rena nestled into his chest, her belly snugly nestled beneath his palm. The warmth of their embrace created a cocoon of comfort in the midst of the snowy landscape. Rena surrendered herself to the moment, entrusting her worries to Waylen.

In response, she murmured, “I’m carrying your child; why would you be jealous?”

Waylen’s smile deepened.

He rested his chin on Rena’s head and said, “Every time I think about the questionable things I’ve done in the past, I worry about losing you. I fear you might leave me.”

Rena responded with a faint smile.

As she teetered on the edge of slumber, her tranquility was interrupted by a call she remembered from Flora earlier.

“Miss Holt called this afternoon and mentioned that Harrison is scheduled for a second surgery. Waylen, I want to visit him.” Waylen didn’t oppose the idea. While it was true that Harrison loved Rena, he had also saved her life.

Though Waylen wished to accompany her, Rena declined. Nestling against his neck, she whispered softly, “You have a busy schedule. I can ask Wendy to accompany me. Moreover, I have bodyguards for protection.”

Rena was an adult and didn’t need to be confined at home due to an accident.

So, Waylen consented. The next day, Rena arranged to visit Harrison with Flora.

Observing Rena’s improved condition, Flora sighed in relief. She spoke with enthusiasm.

“Though Harrison’s face was disfigured, Mr. Fowler has employed a foreign expert for him. It’s expected his face can be restored to about seventy or eighty percent.”

Rena remained silent.

Even if his face could recover to that extent, it would be challenging for him to return to his acting career.

Flora patted Rena gently and commented, “His aspirations go beyond acting, actually.”

Lips. Wendy ushered then in and saw Aline already

Aline appeared to have established a close rapport with Nora Moore, Harrison’s mother. The anxious mother wiped her tears intermittently,

in Rena’s ear, “I don’t believe her intentions are sincere!” Rena was aware

Aline had likely anticipated her visit and disgusted her on purpose. While Rena wasn’t concerned about Aline’s interactions with the

lowered her eyes and hatched a

and remarked, “You’ve come up with quite a clever plan. No wonder Mr. Fowler remains captivated

replied with a

relaxed her guard. She acknowledged her

was unbothered by it; after all. Rena was unaware of the

air as Nora met Rena’s gaze. After all, her son’s disfigurement was a

few exchanged words, Rena took the opportunity to visit Harrison. This was their first meeting since the incident, imbuing the situation with

quandary, his feelings for

sentiments, Rena knew she had to draw

brought a lunchbox, filling the room with

tonics. This is homemade meat porridge. It’s a favorite

carried warmth, Rena also

softened, gratitude evident in

“Rena, you’re so considerate.

Rena gestured for Nora to take her place and said, “Mrs. Moore, please feed

began to feed him. Observing his improved appetite, she commented, “This porridge is delicious. If

smiled gently and suggested, “I could prepare it daily and have the driver deliver

Rena, particularly due to

a gesture of gratitude to her son. Rena didn’t

his features, leaving only his eyes visible.

Positioned by the door, Rena felt

be loved but unable to reciprocate was a weighty burden. Especially considering this young

a soft sigh, Rena said, “I’ll visit you again in a few

Meanwhile, Flora remained behind.

she perched on the edge of Harrison’s bed. Bold as ever, she

today, I’ll be forthright. Even if Rena divorces, she won’t be with you. Consider her relationship with your

Harrison understood it well.

“That’s

said, “I feel much better after Rena came to

“Miss Hanson is warm-hearted

the implication, covering her

still single, and she once pursued Harrison ardently. Despite her being older than him, they might be

was taken aback. Had Aline pursued Harrison? She doubted it and

business card she had given him earlier, Harrison remained

his silence, Nora

thought she seemed decent. Who could have known she’s so shameless? She’s been involved with so many men. How dare she

his mother’s

situation, he had to maintain an appearance

effectively severed the connection between his mother and

whispered, “Thank

Bending down, she whispered, “It

Harrison clenched his

a married woman and can’t be here all the time. You can understand her predicament, can’t you? Take care of

Harrison nodded in agreement.

teased, “If I were

aura. Exiting the hospital, Flora headed to a café. Rena was already

a sip of

plan. It worked just as you predicted. Nora is cutting ties

herself, Rena stirred it gently

to confide in about Harrison’s accident. Aline’s character doesn’t really matter. But if Aline tries to seduce her son, as a mother,

for her meticulous

a

Flora, forcing Rena to act covertly. It was highly likely that Aline was behind the harm of her and Harrison. Rena

the need to shield Harrison from Aline’s machinations, Rena discreetly

for this purpose,

arrangement. She expected his jealousy, yet to her surprise, he merely smiled

couldn’t shake the feeling that something

returned from work as

after he tended to the children and wrapping up his affairs, his passion flared, and they

always been

night, cradling her, he gently pinched her soft face and playfully remarked, “Rena, tonight, I’ll follow

How audacious!

ardor peaked in

neck and murmured, “Men are often jealous,

leaned against

going through life and death together, their

matters he hadn’t disclosed to her, and Rena didn’t find it pressing for

softly, “Waylen, we’ve been together for

As her fingertip

long as my feelings for you persist, jealousy will always

a feeling that he had regained his memory, but he didn’t tell her. He

somewhat fond of being flirtatious

though Rena had been married to Waylen for a few years and was pregnant with their third child now, she

night, and the cool

and Waylen talked about

on Waylen’s shoulder, Rena whispered, “Cecilia will be one year older soon. You know, Waylen,

stroked Rena’s face. He didn’t

that their father, Korbyn, was right. If Mark

week later, Nora

a very low voice, but

inform you that Harrison’s operation has been very successful. I really can’t

making fruit tea at home. The children

classes were suspended. Cecilia had also come

was holding onto Rena’s leg and carefully stroking her

a

Edwin and gently ran her fingers through his hair. She said to Nora, “Harrison saved my life. It’s the least I could do. He still needs to undergo a few more procedures. Please

a little.

said, “Thank you for asking Miss

up with Nora, Rena focused on making fruit tea for

the baby look as pretty as Alexis when

little boy with doting

sat on the sofa, stroked Edwin’s hair, and replied, “Maybe the baby

Marcus both looked like

child would inherit the Fowler

thought his mother was

Edwin on the forehead, She felt that her baby would have excellent traits no matter what, but she didn’t want to tell Waylen that because he would

children went out to play

it was inconvenient for her to take care of the kids. She asked one of the servants to watch over them.

sunny at

on a business trip and said he would make