A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Softly, Rena uttered, “I can sense your eagerness for marriage now, Waylen… Find a deserving woman to wed. Let the past remain in the past. 1… I cannot dwell on it indefinitely.”

As she spoke these words, the ache of their history resurfaced within her With a swift turn, Rena departed, leaving Waylen

standing in the shadows, observing her silently.

Her driver awaited her, a selection made by Mark. As the daughter of the Evans family, Rena enjoyed a life of opulence and privilege. She no longer needed to entertain clients to secure a business contract or fulfill any obligations. She lived according to her own désires, surrounded by comfort and luxury.

Indeed, there was no need for her to go back to him or anything that reminded her of their past….

Waylen made his way back to the exquisite villa, an enclave meticulously developed by the esteemed Exceed Group.

This opulent residence exuded an air of utmost security and seclusion and it belonged solely to him.

The sleek black Maybach glided gracefully through the imposing ebony gate, eliciting a cascade of radiance as all the lights within the villa instantly illuminated. Accompanied by the delightful symphony of a music fountain, gracefully spurting water, a euphoric ambiance filled the air.

Parking the vehicle with care, Waylen stepped out, and a dutiful servant promptly approached him, ready to attend to his needs.

“Miss Lexi remains silent once more,” the servant reported.

Handing over his coat to the servant, Waylen strolled beneath the moonlit glow of an osmanthus tree.

Meanwhile, Alexis’ mind wandered aimlessly, lost in thought.

Beside her, Waylen crouched down, his gaze brimming with affection as he observed her intently.

Her chestnut locks cascaded in gentle waves, framing her shoulders in a carefree manner.

Her visage boasted petite features, exuding an ethereal pallor. Her eyes resembled lustrous gem stones, her nose was perfectly straight and her lips formed a delicate pout, reflecting her discontent.

Engrossed in her own reverie, she clenched her dainty hand around the osmanthus leaves, plucking them off one by one.

Waylen addressed her tenderly, yet she remained indifferent, completely absorbed in her own secluded world.

Waylen made no effort to carry her away; instead, he chose to squat beside her, providing unwavering company. It was not until half past ten that the young girl abruptly threw herself into his embrace “Today, some kids at school said I have no mother.”

With Alexis in his arms, Waylen escorted her back inside the house.

Caressing her petite head, he assured, “You do a mother, my dear… Your mother possesses the same breathtaking beauty as you.”

Setting Alexis down at the table, Waylen prompted the servant to arrange a sumptuous feast, serving piping-hot delicacies.

Alexis’ voracious hunger urged her to haphazardly scoop food into her bowl, resulting in remnants scattered across the table.

After the meal, a flicker of remembrance crossed Alexis’ eyes, and she gazed at Waylen with longing 1 want my mommy. I want what the other kids have too.”

Sweeping Alexis up into his arms, Waylen ascended the stairs.\

Alexis prepared a bath and following her refreshing shower, she nestled against her father’s comforting embrace.

With tender care, Waylen dried her hair, his eyes overflowing with affection, as he imparted, “Lexi, if you desire a mother, you must fight for it yourself.”

Puzzled, Alexis sensed an incongruity.

If she had to seek out her mother independently what role did her father play in this pursuit?

Waylen maintained his composure as he explained, “I shall enroll you in piano lessons. There, you shall encounter numerous talented female instructors. Should you come across someone with your hair color and striking looks, you can ask her to be your mother. But let’s make a deal first! Don’t tell your true name or my name to anyone, okay?”

Alexis struggled to comprehend.

Waylen proceeded to offer a rational explanation, “If they were to discover who I am, they would covet my beauty and their affection for you would be disingenuous. Just like Miss Carson and Miss Garcia. And we wouldn’t want that, right?”

Alexis pondered over her father’s words and found herself in agreement.

As nightfall approached, Alexis gazed at her reflection in the mirror, contemplating the possibility that someone with her hair color and striking features could indeed be her mother.

Unbeknownst to Alexis, Rena had ceased her teaching career.

However, in the early morning hours, Paisley called Rena from Rouemn, urging her to care for a friend’s child.

Rena harbored curiosity and was about to inquire further when Paisley swiftly changed the subject. “I must take my medication. I have to go.”

Once the call ended, Rena felt a sense of helplessness. After contemplating for a while, she made her way to the music studio.

Approaching the front desk, Rena inquired if such a person existed. And there was!

The individual’s identity remained confidential though. Rena surmised that the child must belong to someone of great importance, and so she patiently waited.

At five o’clock in the afternoon, the receptionist approached Rena, wearing a warm smile. “Miss Gordon, the child has arrived. You may go and have a look.”

Rena didn’t take the matter too seriously.

Setting aside the report she held in her hand, she entered the reception room.

A servant had brought the child there. To Rena’s astonishment, the child was incredibly young. barely reaching a meter in height.

Initially, Rena was inclined to decline, deeming the child too young to embark on a piano-learning journey.

However, when the child turned around, Rena was overcome with a chilling sensation that coursed through her entire being.

The child’s hair possessed a lustrous brown hue and her features were exquisite.

She was undeniably beautiful.

She resembled… she resembled…

Rena’s throat felt constricted, and her composure threatened to crumble. She extended a trembling hand and cautiously touched the child.

Alexis’ excitement even surpassed Rena’s.

She fixated her gaze upon Rena’s brown hair, lovely countenance, slender waist and graceful legs. In Alexis’ eyes, Rena epitomized stunning beauty-a mother tailor-made for her.

Alexis willingly allowed Rena’s touch.

In fact, Alexis nestled against Rena affectionately.

Resting her pointed chin on Rena’s shoulder, Alexis introduced herself, “My name is Lexi.”

Lexi…

Rena was stunned for a moment. The name too, reminded her of her own lost little angel.

She felt a profound fondness for the little girl, yet the pertinent question still needed to be posed.

“What is your father’s name?”

Glistening tears welled up in Alexis’ beautiful eyes.

“My father is a street vendor who sells eggs. People say he’s a profiteer. My mother is no longer with us… Dad is always very busy and there is no one to care for me.”

In a few succinct words, the portrait of a destitute child was painted.

Rena’s heart ached.

Alexis’ tears, unable to resist the impulse to plant a tender kiss on her cheek. In that fleeting moment, Rena’s heart melted, although a fingering sense of

resolved to teach Alexis the art of

Rena, who needed to cradle the little one in her arms while they sat

Alexis wore a joyful expression. However, she

stifle

adopted a stern demeanor and requested Alexis to demonstrate what had just been

Alexis readily agreed.

slender fingers and

Rena was taken aback.

surpassed Rena’s wildest imagination, She proved to be the finest student Rena had ever encountered, surpassing even Rena’s

Lexi’s Father…

brow

and that

staff wore bright

Lexi, you have been exceptionally good today,”

father. “If I could see Miss Gordon every day, would happily finish my meals on my

settled onto the sofa, tending to his

narrowed his eyes at her and retorted, “If you desire to see Miss Gordon, you must find a way on

Alexis sniffled.

nestled herself in her father’s embrace. “Daddy, you are

Waylen remained silent.

in his arms, his chin resting against her soft, curly

banter with her father. “If I could see Miss Gordon every day, I would happily finish my

settled onto the sofa,

his eyes at her and retorted, “If you desire to see Miss

Alexis sniffled.

she nestled herself in her father’s embrace. “Daddy, you

Waylen remained silent.

aside his files, he cradled Alexis in his arms, his

upset her. Lexi

laid her head upon

She silently consented.

“I wish to play the

Waylen remembered that he had forgotten to purchase a new piano and put it in

hour later, the sleek black Maybach came to a halt at the entrance

This apartment remained unchanged.

his feelings, he would come alone to sit in

return to the villa

a responsibility to

expressed

said in a raspy voice, “This is where Miss Gordon and I lived when we were in a relationship. I gave her this Morning Dew piano. However, I angered her, causing her to

anxious. She lifted her head and inquired, “Did

Waylen crouched down.

Alexis in the eyes, his tone serious. “She didn’t know you… She believed…

Alexis didn’t fully comprehend.

sense of pride. “I believe too. If she knew she had a child as adorable as me, she would never

Waylen smiled warmly.

cheek, lifting her up and placing her in

Alexis had only attended a single lesson, she possessed a natural talent. Her fingers danced

stood before the French window, his gaze fixed upon

her brown hair flowing freely, she sat with perfect

couldn’t help but see

lifted her head, anticipating praise from Waylen. However, when their gazes met, she

eyes exuded

descended the stairs, carrying Alexis in

wondered why her father, who usually let her walk on her own,

Hmm!

think that her father had become somewhat

mother.

Maybach came to a halt at

This apartment remained unchanged.

for Rena and had nowhere to vent his feelings, he would come alone to

to the villa once

responsibility to raise

door, Alexis expressed her fondness

“This is where Miss Gordon and I lived when we were in a relationship.

her head and inquired, “Did she

Waylen crouched down.

tone serious. “She didn’t know you… She

Alexis didn’t fully comprehend.

an innate sense of pride. “I believe too. If she knew she had a child as adorable as me, she would never

Waylen smiled warmly.

little girl’s tender cheek, lifting her up

only attended a single lesson, she possessed a natural talent. Her fingers danced skillfully across the

French window, his gaze

with her brown hair flowing freely, she sat with perfect

couldn’t help but see Rena

simple melody, Alexis lifted her head, anticipating praise from Waylen. However, when their gazes met, she was taken

exuded

Waylen descended the stairs, carrying Alexis in his

who usually let her walk on her own, chose

Hmm!

but think that her father

mother.

Waylen deeply yearned

Rena resided in Rouemn, he couldn’t be with her. Now, although she was in Duefron, he still had to suppress his emotions as much as possible. He felt that it took a toll on his physical

hummed a tune while bathing herself in the

lazily reclined on

picked up Alexis’ phone and

Gordon, I

out to be the little girl’s father. Rena had formed a negative first impression of this wealthy man

he was

effort to

the wealthy man seemed

a question mark

brief pause, the

Miss Gordon is

felt a twinge of

a moment, she messaged him, requesting him to maintain appropriate

the words on the screen, Waylen smiled with

been in contact

Christmas or birthdays or anything

now, in the role of Lexi’s father, he could engage

he relished

onsie, Alexis emerged from the

the messages. He then held Alexis in his

night, Rena

daughter, Alexis, who bore a striking resemblance to Lexi. And then