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.”

she wouldn’t be able to change his mind on this matter, so she

red, but he quietly allowed

sat down to play the piano with

something weighing on her mind. She was

didn’t notice when Alexis made several mistakes

girl stopped playing the piano and leaned against Rena’s chest, stroking

over and

Rena accompanied her children.

10 p.m. Time to go

master bedroom, she didn’t see Waylen

the study was half closed and a faint yellow

by the window, smoking. He had opened the window, so the smell of smoke inside the study wasn’t too

outside for a while and

pregnancy, Waylen didn’t notice Rena’s presence until a pair of soft hands hugged him

all gone to bed?” he asked in a

Rena nodded.

she inquired about how his coaching of Leonel

really a smart

murmured absentmindedly, “What

scent and asked softly, “Waylen, you

worried about

simply put out the cigarette

a while, he turned around and gently cradled Rena in

rested her head against

wore a shirt. Rena could feel his heartbeat through the lightweight

It was quite charming.

wrong?” she asked in an incredibly gentle

my uncle ensures proper treatment, it shouldn’t be

gently caressed her flowing brown hair and, after a prolonged contemplation, whispered,

caught off guard by

embrace, tensed up. After a prolonged silence, she finally found

did you just

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

“How could she…”

profound sadness

and my uncle doesn’t

her

an effort to find solace,

to him for many years, she had

intend to tell my uncle

Waylen remained silent.

was even gentler

on his shoulder,

he said, “Rena, their relationship has reached an impasse. Their separation was incredibly painful, witnessed by so many. If they reconcile solely because

knew he was

would be Mark who would always have the upper hand

couldn’t be

whispered, “Waylen, you know what? I truly despised 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

Waylen kissed her hair.

through a lot with Rena, and he was

openly without

in a hoarse voice, “I’ll find the best doctor for your uncle, and at the same time, I’ll fulfill my duty as a brother to help Cecilia raise her child. Rena, trust

leaned

night was shrouded in

with one hand and

Waylen woke up and reached out to touch

beside him was

in the morning since her pregnancy, but she

got up, tended to his simple grooming, and

was in the kitchen

rich aroma of the soup

Rena from behind, caressed her belly, and

the baby move in your

up early to

assumed Rena was making soup to go along with noodles for the

her face and kissed

helps of soup, one for my uncle and the other for Cecilia. She

Waylen expressed his concern.

your condition… Don’t overexert

asked her to sit down, and he attended to the

Rena didn’t object.

being considerate, and a wise

the

her, making her feel comfortable and

but also prepared a nutritious

sunlight hit on his

tall and ideal for a woman

recent events troubling her, Rena felt an indescribable sense of relief as she gazed at Waylen’s back.

Something he loved.

But as she shifted her

her dress was stained

Rena

“What’s wrong?”

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

Rena is

out in

with sweat, but she endured

husband was even more anxious than she was,

said, “I’m fine. I’m just going to give

in two weeks. How can

arms, oblivious to the stains on

staff proved reliable and held Rena in the back

drove swiftly to the hospital. As the traffic light turned red,

Dad, Rena is in labor. I’m

hung up and

said softly, “Hang in there a

teeth and

hint of red. He gazed at her

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

the way to the delivery room,

then, the baby was

voice choked with emotion as he said, “Thank you for giving me

inquired if

give birth without experiencing

was different from

time, Waylen was

extended her slender fingers, gently tracing his handsome eyebrows, and softly asked, “Waylen, why are