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

nestled her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and

to

her and

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

couldn’t be bought

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m,

answered

hanging up, she gazed at

of understanding

emerged from

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in

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

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed

welled up, unspoken

and handed

wiped away her tears, but

with only Waylen by her

Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and

Rena managed to

hand,

it’s not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

her hand. The pain momentarily

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 with her, their silent

A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

room open, her eyes widening at the sight

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

dressed 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

focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

struck Rena to

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

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

would be

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

and concern evident in every inflection.

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

just how

comprehended that Rena

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

Alexis finally stepped out of the

dinner, savoring each bite with a

Alexis with extra love 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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

softly,

up and approached her, closing the door behind him

to have a serious conversation lingering in

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an

unsettled her,

she realized that

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

now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a

growing ragged with

confusion etched across her face. She

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were

comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

heart raced within his

to kiss her without any sexual

to kiss

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

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

leaned against the door, her

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go

offer, her voice

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

night by Alexis’ side, providing

between Waylen and Rena

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

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

but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

the child may become dependent

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

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

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

Alexis abandoned her

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

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

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee, his tone