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.”

be able to change his mind on this matter, so she

boy’s face turned red, but he quietly allowed

down to

something weighing on her mind. She was

when Alexis made several mistakes while

playing the piano

came over and

Rena accompanied her children.

Time to go to

the master bedroom, she didn’t see Waylen

half closed and a faint yellow light spilled out from

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

for a while and then decided

thinking about Cecilia’s pregnancy, Waylen didn’t notice Rena’s presence until a pair of soft

children all gone to bed?” he asked in a

Rena nodded.

about how his coaching of Leonel

smart child,”

he murmured absentmindedly,

arms. She inhaled his scent and asked softly,

about

didn’t answer the question. He simply put out the cigarette in

and gently cradled

rested her head

feel his heartbeat through the lightweight material infused with the distinct

It was quite charming.

asked in

ensures proper

brown hair and, after

off guard

in his embrace, tensed up. After a prolonged silence, she finally

did

stimulating her, Waylen lowered his head, tenderly brushed her face, and softly said, “Cecilia has decided to go through with the

“How could she…”

sadness

uncle’s illness, and my uncle doesn’t

embraced her in

to find solace,

many years, she had little difficulty discerning his

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

Waylen remained silent.

even gentler than the

her head on his shoulder, Rena

separation was incredibly painful, witnessed by so

he

honest and laid everything bare, it would

be

him when 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 willing to sacrifice that rare happiness for his so-called responsibility and the opinions of others. He knew Cecilia well, but he still

Waylen kissed her hair.

lot with Rena, and he was all the more grateful

openly without holding

find the best doctor for your uncle, and at the same

leaned

was shrouded in

hand and held Rena for a

in the morning, Waylen woke up and reached out to touch

spot beside him was

had often slept in in the

lifted the blanket, got up, tended to his

was in the kitchen

aroma of the

belly, and planted a gentle

the baby move in

up early to

soup to go along with noodles for

face

helps of soup, one for my uncle and the other for Cecilia. She loves it. Plus, pregnant women

Waylen expressed his concern.

condition… Don’t overexert yourself. Let me handle

to sit down, and he attended to the soup

Rena didn’t object.

was being considerate, and a wise wife

at the table,

rays bathed her, making

not only made the soup but also prepared a nutritious breakfast

on

was tall and ideal for a woman

sense of relief as she gazed at Waylen’s back. She yearned to embrace him

Something he loved.

as she shifted her position, a sharp

her dress was stained with a yellowish

Rena grimaced and

“What’s wrong?”

shocked, but he remained composed. He turned off the stove and hurried to help her sit down,

ready! Rena is in

servant rushed out

with sweat, but she endured the intense pain and remained

even more anxious than she was, with

said, “I’m fine.

in two weeks. How can

arms, oblivious to the

staff proved reliable and held

As the traffic light turned red, he managed to call his

labor. I’m taking her to

up and

in there a

teeth and replied,

a hint of red. He gazed at her for a moment and finally started

received excellent care during her pregnancy, so this time, she didn’t endure too

delivery room, holding her hand and offering

the baby

held Rena’s hand and planted a heartfelt kiss on her forehead, his voice choked with emotion as

he inquired if

could a woman give

was different from her previous two

was

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