A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Rena remained silent for a while.

Then, she smiled faintly and said, “Of course, things are different now that we have a child. We can’t keep quarreling like before.”

As she spoke, her demeanor exuded gentleness—a side of Rena that Waylen had always admired.

They were alone together in the middle of the night, and their child was sleeping peacefully in the next room.

Waylen swallowed, his eyes filled with desire as he looked at Rena.

Noticing his gaze, Rena tried to maintain her composure and said calmly, “Find a chance to have a good talk with her. It’s getting late…”

She intended for him to leave for now and come back to pick Alexis up the following morning.

Waylen raised his hand to check the time, and then looked back at Rena.

She had no intention of letting him stay overnight, but he longed to. He whispered, “I’m exhausted. And I have an important meeting tomorrow morning. Can I sleep in the guest room? I won’t disturb you.”

Rena nodded silently.

She led him to the guest room, but she didn’t enter herself.

Waylen tossed his coat onto the bed and turned around. Observing that Rena hadn’t followed him in, he asked with a faint smile “Are you afraid of me?”

“I’LL get you some towels,” she replied, avoiding his question.

He stared at her without saying anything.

After she left, he sat at the edge of the bed and loosened his tie with a sense of frustration.

As he rummaged through his suit, he failed to find his cigarette case. Instead, his hand landed on a small box-the gift he had purchased for Rena in Hondrau.

However, Rena had refused to accept it.

Waylen tossed his coat onto the bed and turned around. Observing that Rena hadn’t followed him in, he asked with a faint smile “Are you afraid of me?”

“I’LL get you some towels,” she replied, avoiding his question.

He stared at her without saying anything.

After she left, he sat at the edge of the bed and loosened his tie with a sense of frustration.

As he rummaged through his suit, he failed to find his cigarette case. Instead, his hand landed on a small box-the gift he had purchased for Rena in Hondrau.

However, Rena had refused to accept it.

Waylen held the small box in his hand, his eyes reflecting an unreadable mix of emotions.

Rena returned to the room, finding Waylen smoking at the edge of the bed.

With one hand resting on the bed and the other holding a cigarette, he emanated a distinctly masculine aura. Upon seeing Rena enter, he narrowed his eyes and asked, “Do you have a razor?”

Softly, she replied, “No.”

“Okay.” Waylen exhaled a stream of smoke slowly, extending his hand.

Without hesitation, she handed him the towel and a new toothbrush, but Waylen didn’t take them. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her gently, causing her to fall onto the bed.

Before she could react, he pressed himself against her.

“Waylen!”

Rena exclaimed, her anger simmering, but she didn’t dare to speak too loudly, fearing she might awaken Alexis.

Waylen grabbed her hand, pressing it onto the bed with one hand while stubbing out his cigarette with the other. Then, he produced something.

Rena lay on the bed, her long brown hair cascading around her face.

Waylen released her hand but exerted more pressure to keep her pinned beneath him. They were so close that Rena hesitated to make any movement.

With some clumsiness, he placed something on her.

It was the pair of pearl earrings.

Waylen, inexperienced in helping a woman put on earrings, accidentally poked her earlobe. Wincing, Rena unhappily said, “Ouch! Waylen, can you be more gentle?”

Her ambiguous words made her appear deeply provocative.

If he disregarded her feelings, he would have already succumbed to his desires and taken her.

Waylen gingerly fastened the earrings for her.

Afterwards, he said in a low voice, “I still remember that after we made love in the hotel, you left first, and one of your earrings fell at the end of the bed. The earring had a similar style to this pair. Rena, these earrings look exquisite on you!”

She was left speechless.

Waylen had turned such a simple remark into an erotic innuendo.

He yearned for the feeling of being intimate with her.

He didn’t want to miss this opportunity tonight.

He had been too busy, and his fear of going too far and upsetting her had prevented him from acting upon his desires.

Drawing closer, he buried his face in her neck and asked, “Rena, haven’t I made you happy in so long?”

Rena attempted to push him away but failed.

Biting her lip, she turned her face away and said, “Waylen, I won’t lie to you. It’s true that you have many advantages. We used to be together, and now we have a child. But… right now, all I want is to take good care of Alexis. I really don’t want to think about anything else.”

As she spoke, her eyes glistened with tears, yet she remained undeniably captivating.

Waylen couldn’t resist caressing her eyes with his slender fingers. Deliberately, he traced her eyes slowly, causing Rena to nearly lose her composure. In a low voice, she murmured, “Waylen…””

He suddenly chuckled. “Your voice is so melodious!”

It took her three seconds to grasp the meaning behind his words.

Unable to control herself, she kicked him and said, “Let me go!”

Unexpectedly, Waylen released her.

Rolling to the side, he clenched his jaw, his Adam’s apple enticingly bobbing, and his voice growing hoarse. “Go to sleep!”

As quick as lightning, Rena fled the room.

As her fingertips brushed against the doorknob, Waylen whispered in a low voice, “I’ve missed you so much over these years!”

Early in the morning, when Alexis woke up, she discovered a limited edition teddy bear beside her pillow.

She should have been overjoyed, but today she didn’t feel happy at all.

Clutching the teddy bear to her chest, she ran to the guest room in search of Waylen. Still groggy from sleep, Waylen hadn’t awakened yet, and Alexis crawled under the covers.

Waylen ran his hand through her

face against his chest,

and asked, “Do

continued to remain

and instead held her

exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As

happiness couldn’t

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

hanging up, she gazed at

depth of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

somber ambiance hung in the air,

around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

in her seat, her body weighed down

had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

but more came rushing down

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

Rena managed to regain

her hand,

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the

calm and steady, pierced

to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

the villa was

servants moved with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages

poignant scene struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

she would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to

the smoke curling around him

reminded him of just how

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

savoring each bite with

and even sharing a bedtime story.

the bedside lamp,

She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

out softly, her voice breaking

up and approached her, closing the door behind

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

her

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

stand still as their bodies melded

initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of

breaths mingled, growing ragged

etched across her face. She had

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

were

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

his chest,

kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please her

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

her waist, she might have crumpled to

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

the atmosphere between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

mood, clung

of nonchalance as he

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

spoils her child excessively, the

man prone to explaining and dictating. After

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

an instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

loved her dearly, but he

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

to contain herself, Rena

his black