A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He set Edwin down on the ground and pinched Rena’s face.

“You’re acting like an angel, but I’m the devil now, right?” he said teasingly.

But Rena shook off his hand.

Then she turned her attention to Cecilia and sighed. There were mixed feelings in her heart.

She knew that Cecilia had signed the divorce agreement with Mark, but Cecilia knew nothing about Mark’s current condition.

Rena cared a lot about the both of them.

Mark was the precious family member she cherished so much, while Cecilia, with whom she had been together for many years, was just like her own sister.

No one could wish to see them happy again as much as Rena did.

But she just couldn’t say anything to Cecilia right now.

Cecilia, on the other hand, took her hand and whispered in her ear, “Don’t be angry with me, please.”

Rena felt her heart so soft around Cecilia that she couldn’t even think of being angry.

“How can I be angry with you?” she said with a faint smile.

Seeing this happy scene playing out in front of him, Waylen caressed Rena’s back and said, “It’s still a while before dinner. You can have a little talk with her. I have something to discuss with Dad.”

“Okay,” Rena nodded.

Then Waylen and Korbyn went upstairs to the second floor.

They entered the study and Waylen closed the door behind them. Then he leaned against it and lit a cigarette.

“Dad, what happened? Is there something urgent?” he asked as he smoked.

Korbyn remained silent with a somber expression on his face.

Waylen stared at him quietly for a moment. Then he walked over and poured a cup of tea for his father.

In an effort to cheer up his father, he said, “Dad, are you still worried about Cecilia? I think she’s fine now. She won’t have to worry about getting married in the future. The worst-case scenario is that we will take care of her for the rest of her life. And we can actually afford to do that.”

But Korbyn glared at him and sneered, “You’re all so very upbeat and optimistic now, aren’t you? Why weren’t you so carefree and calm when Rena didn’t want you? Who went drunk and kept making a scene back then?”

Waylen was smart enough to know when he had been defeated. And this was one such moment. But his father’s tone suggested that there was something else that was more serious which he wanted to tell him.

He took a sip of his tea and then he asked, “Dad, what happened?”

Korbyn cleared his throat awkwardly and said, “Cecilia is pregnant.”

Waylen’s jaw dropped in shock. He stood there staring at his father in astonishment until the cigarette between his fingers started burning his skin; that was when he recovered his senses and quickly put it out.

There was total silence in the study as both men looked at each other. They just didn’t know what to say to each other.

After a while, Korbyn broke the silence by saying, “Waylen, you and Cecilia both have both experienced a tumultuous emotional life, but looks like it didn’t get in your way of becoming parents! Look at Rena! And now your sister’s pregnant again!”

Still shell-shocked, Waylen didn’t respond until quite a while later.

“Dad, what did you just say?”

Korbyn repeated his words in an impatient tone.

But Waylen was still so shaken by the news his father had just given him that he reached out into the ashtray and took out the cigarette butt he had thrown there and lit it again. When Korbyn didn’t get any respond from his son, he teased him by saying, “Even if you siblings go on to have many more children, you don’t need to be so frugal. I’m sure we can afford to raise more.”

“He has a rather strong reproductive capacity!” Waylen sneered, referring to Mark.

Korbyn shrugged and stood up.

“I’m sure you’re not bad either, Waylen,” he said, patting him on the shoulder.

“Find a timing to tell Rena about this. I know it’s not easy for her to get stuck in such an awkward situation. Don’t take it out on her, okay?”

“How dare I?” Waylen chuckled.

Then they left the study and went downstairs together.

It was already time for dinner, and the family had gathered together.

Waylen constantly stole glances at Cecilia as his mind focused on nothing else but the sticky situation at hand.

Cecilia lowered her head when she noticed his glances.

Before long, Rena had also noticed.

After dinner, when she got in the car with Waylen, she complained bitterly, “Cecilia is going through a lot in her marriage. Why are you still so merciless enough to keep glancing at her like that?”

Though he was in a bad mood, Waylen had no choice but to be gentle with Rena.

He fastened the seat belt for her and said, “Am I merciless? This is how I’ve always been since childhood.”

Rena didn’t say anything in response.

Waylen gently touched her belly and went on in a softer tone, “I guess it’s because you’ve compared my attitude towards you with how I behave to her, and that’s why you think I’m harsh. You have to remember that I’m her brother, but I’m your husband. My behavior depends on the relationship I have with the individual I’m interacting with.”

“And by the way, remember I’ve always told you that you’re constantly being jealous of Cecilia? Yes, you are,” he added teasingly.

Rena couldn’t stand his cheekiness.

She kept her gaze straight ahead and said, “Let’s go home.”

“Okay,” Waylen nodded in agreement.

It was 8 p.m. when they finally arrived at the villa.

The domestic staff had taken good care of the children.

Leonel was helping Marcus read some children’s books while Alexis was dressed in a beautiful attire and playing the piano.

Young as she was, she played the instrument very well.

When they noticed the arrival of their parents, Alexis left the piano behind and jumped into Waylen’s embrace with a joyful squeal. She was her father’s favorite one and he never tired of being with her. He gave her a kiss on her forehead and asked, “Did you miss Daddy?”

“Yes!” she declared and insisted that Waylen should carry her. She was always trying to act like a spoiled child around her father.

“Daddy misses you too,” Waylen said as he took her back to the piano.

“Come on, I want you to continue playing the piano.”

Alexis was surprised.

Before she could say anything, her father kissed her again and turned his attention to his son. After playing with Marcus for a while, he carried Leonel up the stairs, intending to go to the study with him.

But Rena called after him, “Waylen!”

Waylen stopped on the staircase and turned to look at her.

“What?

I’m cultivating Leonel.”

wouldn’t be able to change his mind on

but he quietly allowed Waylen to take him

to play the

mind. She was worried about her uncle’s condition and also about

notice when Alexis

while, the little girl stopped playing the piano and leaned against

came over and snuggled

Rena accompanied her children.

10 p.m. Time

she didn’t see Waylen there. So she went to the study to

door of the study was half closed and a faint yellow light spilled out from

window, smoking. He had opened the window, so the smell of smoke inside the

stood outside for a while and then decided

about Cecilia’s pregnancy, Waylen didn’t notice Rena’s presence until a

bed?” he asked in a hoarse

Rena nodded.

how his coaching of Leonel

smart child,”

he murmured absentmindedly,

holding him in her arms. She inhaled his scent

worried about

simply put out the cigarette

and gently

rested her head against Waylen’s

Rena could feel his heartbeat through the lightweight material infused with the distinct smell of

It was quite charming.

she asked in an

experts, and if my uncle ensures

brown hair and, after a prolonged contemplation,

caught off guard by

After a prolonged silence, she

what did you just

face, and softly said, “Cecilia

“How could she…”

profound sadness

my uncle doesn’t know

embraced her

solace, Rena tried

for many years, she had

asked gently, “You don’t intend to tell my uncle about this, do

Waylen remained silent.

gentler than the serene night

on his shoulder,

their relationship has reached an impasse. Their separation was incredibly painful, witnessed by so many. If they

knew he was

everything bare, it would be Mark who would always

be compromised

he left Cecilia at their wedding! It wasn’t just for Cecilia, but for himself as well. Happiness was so hard for them to regain, yet he was

Waylen kissed her hair.

lot with Rena, and he was all the more grateful for her thoughtfulness and for

everything openly without holding

in a hoarse voice, “I’ll find the best doctor for your uncle, and at the same time, I’ll

leaned gently on his

night was

one hand and held Rena for a

up and reached out to

beside

faintly. Rena had often slept in in the morning since her

tended to his simple grooming, and went

in the kitchen

of the soup stimulated

and planted a gentle kiss on her delicate

baby move

you get up early to make

Rena was making soup to go along with

her face

for Cecilia. She

Waylen expressed his concern.

Don’t overexert yourself. Let

down, and he

Rena didn’t object.

being considerate, and a wise wife

at the

morning sun’s warm rays bathed her,

the soup but also prepared

hit on his

ideal for

sense of relief as she gazed at

Something he loved.

to say. But as she shifted her position, a sharp pain shot from

dress was stained with a yellowish

the edge of the table, Rena

“What’s wrong?”

remained composed. He turned off the stove

Rena is in

out

but she endured the intense pain

eyes and noticed her husband was even more anxious than she was,

a faint smile and said, “I’m

two weeks. How

his arms, oblivious to the stains on his

reliable and held Rena in the back

the car and drove swiftly to the hospital. As

Dad, Rena is in labor. I’m taking her

he hung up and turned to

“Hang in

her teeth and

a hint of red. He gazed

pregnancy, so this time, she didn’t endure too

delivery room, holding

the baby was

hand and planted a heartfelt kiss on her forehead, his voice choked with emotion as he said, “Thank you for giving me Alexis, Marcus, and Elva. Thank you for taking care of Leonel, and thank you for bringing them into my

he inquired if

a woman give birth without experiencing

was different from her previous

was there

extended her slender fingers, gently tracing his handsome eyebrows, and softly asked,