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

against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

forcing her and instead

Alexis 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

Rena went out of her way to cook things

silently telling her that

in his arms from

answered

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of understanding that

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

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

body weighed down

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

unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed

wiped away her tears, but

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by

to collect herself, to find

perceptive, respected her need for space and

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

her hand, his voice

it’s not

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

calm and steady,

to the

causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

the villa was heavy

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

but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped 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

scene struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

she would

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

her, his eyes revealing

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

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought

curling around him in wisps. Taking

of just how much

that Rena

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

Alexis finally

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice

the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

a serious conversation lingering

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, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his

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

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

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

a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of

growing ragged

confusion etched across her face. She had intended to

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

were

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

his

that urge to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to

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

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

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

“If you desire more, we

offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi.

switched on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

her clothes and headed to

entire night by Alexis’ side,

following day, the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

mood, clung to Rena,

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

to challenge his assertion, but

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black