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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

forcing her and instead held her

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

happiness couldn’t be bought

out of her way to cook things the little

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she gazed

of

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed

away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

her need for space and time to process her

Rena managed to

her hand, his

not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

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

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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 with

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

In his hands, he held a worn fairy

in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

would

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

revealing a mixture

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face

him of just how

fully comprehended that Rena had

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

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off

lamp, Leaving Alexis

in his study, sitting in quiet

called out softly, her voice

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

to have a

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

that moment, she realized that Waylen

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

growing ragged with each

face. She

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were

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

his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any

a long while, he continued to kiss

as he fervently sought

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

the door, her legs weakened by

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

desire more, we can go

offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

switched on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if a shift had

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

he told his daughter, “You can handle these

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

child excessively, the child may become

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

an instant, Alexis

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

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed

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

contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his black coffee, his tone