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 his hand through

against

and

to remain

from forcing her and instead held her in his

and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

at Rena, silently telling

in his arms from 7

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

she gazed at

a depth of understanding that

from under the quilt, clutching

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

sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and

away her tears, but more came rushing down

world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

her need for space and

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

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

and it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady,

come to

unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to

villa was

that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities

would

soft as a whisper. “The

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

quietly

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

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these

arrival had reminded him of just how

fully comprehended that Rena

them both ran deep, transcending the

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

She found him in his study,

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

bodies melded together, an intimate connection

that initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

please and comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his

kiss her without any sexual

to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

door, her legs weakened by

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can

tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need

retrieved her clothes and headed

night by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a

early morning routine of

clung to Rena,

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

to challenge his assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child may become

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

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

Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering

he believed in instilling independence in

apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee,