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

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

and instead held her in his

As a father, he felt a deep

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the little girl liked.

at Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m, to

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she gazed

of understanding that

emerged from under the quilt,

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

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

sank back in her seat, her body weighed

the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely

unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed her a

tears, but more came

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and time to process

Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

was Waylen on the

and steady,

to

the back of her hand. The pain

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

her teddy bear

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

she would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as a

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

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

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

for them both ran deep, transcending

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

savoring each bite

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off

bedside lamp, Leaving

her to Waylen. She found him in his

Rena called out softly, her

the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

to have a serious conversation lingering in her

utter a word, Waylen pulled her

but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together,

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

realized that Waylen was not

he, too,

or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

to the 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

mingled, growing ragged

against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

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

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest,

to kiss her without any

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by

supporting her waist,

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You can

a shower in my room. Your clothes are

clothes and headed to the

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between

affection,

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

cheerful mood, clung to

of nonchalance as he

say something, to challenge his assertion, but

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

sole focus was showering Alexis

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

instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

glance, adhering to his own

dearly, but he

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,