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.

ran his hand through

face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

children, 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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the

Rena, silently telling

his arms from

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she gazed at

a depth of

Alexis emerged from under

go to school, and Rena and

in the car once more, a somber

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

her seat, her body weighed down by a

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came rushing

own world with only Waylen by

sought to collect herself, to find

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

eternity, Rena managed to regain

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart

villa was

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 her,

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

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

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 stories to Alexis

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

would be too

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

as she leaned in

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

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep

him of just how much he needed her by his

Rena had

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

devoured 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 to sleep with a smile

dimmed the bedside lamp,

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

Rena called out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

Waylen pulled her

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

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

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that Waylen was

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

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, their

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

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

were

comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without

continued to kiss

sought

late. Go take a shower and

the door, her legs weakened by

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

whispering, “If you desire

his offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen and

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection,

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

clung

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

assertion, but his gaze

excessively, the child may become dependent

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

legs and attempted

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

adhering to

he believed in

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

contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his black