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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran

her face against his chest,

her cheek and

continued to

her and instead held her in

better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

Rena, silently telling

arms from 7

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

body weighed down by a mixture

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child

unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and

tears, but more came rushing down her

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by

collect herself, to find a glimmer

respected her need for space and time to process her

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his

it’s not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an unspoken

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open,

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

dressed impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

poignant scene struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would be too

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in

outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

arrival had reminded him of just how much

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

struck nine in the evening, Alexis

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in

called out softly, her voice

closing the door behind him with a

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

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized that Waylen was

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

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

mingled, growing ragged

face. She

lingering as he

were

her, to remind her of the depth

heart raced within his

had that urge to kiss her without any sexual

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

he fervently sought to please her in every

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to

her voice soft

Lexi. You

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are

and headed to the

by Alexis’ side, providing

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if a shift had occurred

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told

to challenge his assertion, but

excessively, the child may

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap,

adhering to his own set

her dearly, but he believed in instilling

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,