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 her

nestled her face against his chest,

cheek and asked,

to remain

her and instead held her

other 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 deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

at Rena, silently telling

in his arms from 7 a.m, to

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

hanging up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from under

go to school, and Rena and

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

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

weighed down by

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

unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her

her tears, but more

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

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

need for space and time to process her

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

her hand, his

it’s not

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

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

villa was heavy

kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths

In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

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

struck

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She

she would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

in

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he

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

that Rena had been his

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

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

late dinner, savoring

extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

Rena called out softly,

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

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

she realized that Waylen

the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

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

hers, initiating a soft

mingled, growing ragged with each

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were far

comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his chest,

to kiss her without

kiss her,

as he fervently sought to please

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

her waist, she

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

a shower in my

retrieved her clothes and

the entire night by

atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection,

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers,

excessively, the child may become dependent in the

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

Her sole focus was

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be held and

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

resuming

herself, Rena

took a sip of his black coffee,