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 hand through her curly

nestled her face against

her cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

and instead held

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

happiness couldn’t be bought

out of her way to cook things the

at Rena, silently telling

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she

of understanding that words couldn’t

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

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

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

in her seat, her body weighed

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came rushing down her

had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to

ever perceptive, respected her need for

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

hand,

it’s not your

it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through

to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a

within the villa was heavy

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

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

her teddy bear tightly, her

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

she would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

emotion as she leaned in to

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

just how

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

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

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

late dinner, savoring each bite

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

out softly, her

up and approached her, closing the door behind

a

Waylen pulled her into

his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

stand still as their bodies melded together,

a moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

hers, initiating a soft and tender

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

please and comfort her, to remind

within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

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

the door, her legs

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

you desire more, we can go to the

his offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can get

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

clothes and headed to the guest room

entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

his assertion, but his

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

focus was showering Alexis with all

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

instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

but he believed in instilling independence

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

herself, Rena

took a sip of his black