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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his

against

and asked, “Do

to

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the little girl liked.

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

and Rena answered the phone for

she

a depth of

from

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

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

him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

body weighed down by a

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

Rena managed to regain

her hand, his voice tender and

not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to

request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

the villa

servants moved with 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

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

to Alexis’ room open,

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths

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 familiar

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

scene struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

she would

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

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

her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

around him in wisps. Taking a deep

reminded him of just how much he needed her by

Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each bite with

love 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 to sleep with a smile adorning her

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

to have a serious conversation lingering

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

initially unsettled her,

she realized that Waylen

emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

initiating a soft and tender

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole

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

were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

his

to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought

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

her

hand supporting her waist, she might have

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can get

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between

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

on her early morning routine of preparing

a cheerful mood, clung to

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

assertion, but

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

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

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

Rena

of his black coffee,