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.”

able to change his mind on this

red, but he quietly allowed Waylen to take

Rena sat down to play the piano with

She was worried about

when Alexis

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

over and

Rena accompanied her children.

p.m. Time to go

see Waylen there. So she went to the study to look for

was half closed and

window, so the smell of smoke

while and then decided to walk

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

bed?” he asked in a

Rena nodded.

inquired about how his coaching of Leonel

really a smart child,” Waylen

murmured absentmindedly,

scent and asked softly, “Waylen, you have something on your mind,

you worried about Uncle Mark’s

the question. He simply put out the

he turned around and

rested her head against Waylen’s

his heartbeat through the lightweight material infused with the distinct smell

It was quite charming.

asked in an incredibly gentle

if my uncle ensures proper treatment,

caressed her flowing brown hair and, after a

was caught off guard

in his embrace, tensed up. After a

what did you

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

“How could she…”

profound sadness enveloped

“Cecilia doesn’t know about my uncle’s illness, and my uncle doesn’t know she’s pregnant. Waylen, I think it’s terribly unfair to both of

embraced her in

an effort to find solace, Rena tried to regain her

many years, she had little difficulty discerning

to tell

Waylen remained silent.

gentler than the serene

his

painful, witnessed by so many. If they reconcile solely because of your

knew he

they were to be honest and laid everything bare, it would be Mark who would always

be compromised

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.

Waylen kissed her hair.

and he was all the more grateful for her thoughtfulness

openly without holding

best doctor for your uncle, and at the same time, I’ll

leaned gently

night was shrouded

with one hand and held

up and reached

spot beside him was

had often slept in in the morning since her pregnancy, but she had risen early

the blanket, got up, tended to his simple grooming,

in the kitchen making

the

and

the baby move in

did you get up early to make

soup to

face and kissed

helps of soup, one for my uncle and the other for Cecilia. She loves it. Plus, pregnant women need to ensure they’re getting

Waylen expressed his concern.

with your condition… Don’t overexert yourself. Let me handle

her to sit down, and he

Rena didn’t object.

being considerate, and a

she sat at the table, gently

sun’s warm rays bathed her, making

the soup but also prepared

on his

ideal for a

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

Something he loved.

knew exactly what to say. But as she shifted

stained

the table, Rena grimaced and called out

“What’s wrong?”

He turned off the stove and hurried to help her sit down, simultaneously calling for

Rena is

servant rushed out in a

beaded with sweat, but she endured the intense

and noticed her husband was even more anxious than she was, with blue veins

“I’m

weeks. How

arms, oblivious to the stains on his clothes

proved reliable and held

to the hospital. As

in labor. I’m taking

he hung up

“Hang in there a little

teeth and replied, “I’m

He gazed at her for a moment and finally

care during her pregnancy, so this time,

delivery room, holding her hand and offering comforting

the baby

forehead, his voice choked with emotion as he said, “Thank you

he inquired

a woman give

different

was

his handsome eyebrows, and softly asked, “Waylen,