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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand

nestled her face against his

and

to remain

from forcing her and instead

exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew 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 to do everything in his power to make her

couldn’t be bought

went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7

Rena answered the phone

hanging up, she

depth of understanding

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

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

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a

tears welled up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came

Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

to collect

respected her need for

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi,

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had

of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

she would

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

his eyes revealing a mixture of

he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped

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

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

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

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her

comprehended that Rena had been

them both ran deep, transcending the

the evening, Alexis

dinner, savoring each

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his

called out softly, her voice breaking

the door behind him with a

have a

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

growing ragged with each passing

her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were far

and comfort her, to remind

his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

as he fervently sought to

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

against the door, her

her waist, she might have crumpled

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

focusing on her early morning routine

mood, clung to

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

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

excessively, the child

moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

focus was showering Alexis with all

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering to

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

to contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee,