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 matter, so she could only

boy’s face turned red, but he quietly allowed

to play the piano with

was worried about her uncle’s condition

Alexis made several mistakes while

girl stopped playing the piano and leaned against Rena’s

came over and snuggled with

Rena accompanied her children.

was 10 p.m. Time to go to

Waylen there. So she

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

smoking. He had opened the window, so the smell

a while and

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

the children all gone to bed?” he asked in a hoarse

Rena nodded.

how his

smart child,”

murmured

was still holding him in her arms. She inhaled his scent and asked softly, “Waylen, you have something

about

the question. He simply put out

a while, he turned around and gently

rested her head

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

It was quite charming.

in an incredibly

if my uncle ensures proper treatment, it shouldn’t be a big

and, after a prolonged contemplation, whispered,

off guard by his

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

did

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

“How could she…”

sadness

my uncle doesn’t know she’s

embraced her

effort to find solace,

been married to him for many years, she had little

“You don’t intend to

Waylen remained silent.

gentler

head on his shoulder, Rena accepted the

voice, he said, “Rena, their 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 pregnancy, wouldn’t that

knew he

everything bare, it would be Mark who would always

couldn’t be compromised

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

Waylen kissed her hair.

Rena, and he was all the

discussed everything openly without holding

the same time, I’ll fulfill my duty as a brother to help Cecilia raise her

and leaned gently on

was shrouded in

with one hand and held Rena for a

morning, Waylen woke up and reached out

spot beside

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

tended to his simple grooming, and

the

of the soup

and

baby move in your

up early to make

was making soup to go along

face and kissed

for Cecilia. She loves

Waylen expressed his concern.

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

asked her to sit down, and he

Rena didn’t object.

was being considerate, and a wise

at the table, gently

bathed her, making

the soup but also prepared

sunlight hit on

and ideal for a woman

Rena felt an indescribable sense of relief as she gazed at Waylen’s back. She

Something he loved.

as she shifted her position, a sharp

dress was stained with a yellowish

the table, Rena grimaced and called out weakly,

“What’s wrong?”

He turned off the stove and

Rena is

out in a

but she endured

and noticed her husband was even more anxious than she was, with blue veins pulsing on Waylen’s hands and

a faint smile and said, “I’m fine. I’m just

two weeks. How can I

his arms, oblivious to the

staff proved reliable and

hospital. As the

Rena is in labor. I’m taking her

he hung up and turned to

“Hang in there a

teeth and

red. He gazed at

care during her pregnancy, so this

her all the way to the delivery room,

the baby was

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

he inquired if it

could a woman give birth

was different from

was there with

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