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.”

his mind on this

face turned red, but he quietly allowed Waylen to take

sat down to play the piano

mind. She was worried

when Alexis made several

a while, the little girl stopped playing the piano

came over and

Rena accompanied her children.

was 10 p.m. Time to go to

returned to the master bedroom, she didn’t see Waylen there. So she went to the study to look for

door of the study was half closed and a

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

while and then decided

didn’t notice Rena’s presence until a pair of soft hands

all gone to bed?” he asked in a hoarse

Rena nodded.

his coaching of Leonel was

smart child,”

murmured

still holding him in her arms. She inhaled his scent and

you worried about

simply put out the

while, he turned around and gently cradled Rena

rested her head against

could feel his heartbeat through the lightweight material infused with the

It was quite charming.

she asked in

and if my uncle ensures proper treatment, it

hair and, after a

off guard by his

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

did you just

his head, tenderly brushed her face, and softly said, “Cecilia has decided to

“How could she…”

profound sadness enveloped

she said, “Cecilia doesn’t know about my uncle’s illness, and my uncle doesn’t know she’s pregnant. Waylen, I

embraced her in

find solace, Rena tried to regain

to him for many years, she had little difficulty discerning

don’t intend to tell my uncle

Waylen remained silent.

gaze was even gentler than

on his shoulder, Rena accepted

relationship has reached an impasse. Their separation was incredibly painful, witnessed by so many. If they reconcile solely because of your uncle’s illness and Cecilia’s

he was

to be honest and laid everything bare, it would be Mark

future couldn’t be

She gently wrapped her arms around Waylen’s waist and 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,

Waylen kissed her hair.

he was all the more grateful for her thoughtfulness and

everything openly

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

nodded and leaned gently on his

was shrouded

with one hand

woke up and reached out to

spot beside him was

smiled faintly. Rena had often slept in in the morning since her pregnancy, but she had risen

lifted the blanket, got up, tended to

was in the kitchen

aroma of the soup stimulated

belly, and

the baby move in

get up early to

Rena was making soup to go along with noodles for

her face and

soup, one for my uncle and the other for Cecilia. She loves it.

Waylen expressed his concern.

your condition… Don’t overexert yourself.

to sit down, and he attended

Rena didn’t object.

husband was being considerate, and

sat at the table, gently cradling her

rays bathed her, making

made the soup but also prepared

on his

and ideal for a woman to lean

an indescribable sense of relief as she gazed

Something he loved.

say. But as she shifted her

was stained with a yellowish amniotic

Rena grimaced

“What’s wrong?”

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

Rena is in

rushed out

beaded with sweat, but she endured

even more anxious than she

“I’m fine. I’m just going

is in two weeks. How

scooped Rena into his arms, oblivious

proved reliable and held Rena in the back

the hospital. As the traffic light turned red, he managed to call

is in labor. I’m taking her

hung up and

in there a little

teeth

tinged with a hint of red. He gazed at her

had received excellent care during her pregnancy, so

to the delivery room,

then, the

held Rena’s hand and planted a heartfelt kiss on her forehead, his voice choked with emotion as he said, “Thank you for

inquired if it

could a woman give birth without experiencing

different from

time, Waylen was there

tracing his handsome eyebrows, and softly asked, “Waylen,