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

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to remain

and instead held

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

happiness couldn’t be

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

hanging up, she gazed

of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came rushing down her

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

Rena sought to collect

her need for space and

Rena managed

her hand,

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end

voice, calm and steady,

to the

hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand.

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

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 back from work to be

but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

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

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

returning to the

scene struck

the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

would be too

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

she leaned in to

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

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 challenges alone

had reminded him of just how much he needed

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

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

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night,

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

called out softly, her voice breaking

the door behind him with

have a serious conversation lingering in

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

stand still as their bodies melded

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled

realized that Waylen was not

he, too, had endured his share

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,

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

a soft and

ragged with each

etched across her face. She had intended to discuss

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were far

and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

kiss her,

sought to please

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

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

his offer, her

with Lexi. You

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

and headed to the

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

the atmosphere between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

child excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap,

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

loved her dearly, but he believed

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said,

of his black