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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

to

her and instead held her in

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

couldn’t be bought

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

Rena, silently telling her that he

his arms from 7 a.m, to

and Rena answered the phone

she gazed

depth of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

school, and Rena

somber ambiance hung in the air, a

smoke curling around him as he

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

vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different

unspoken remorse flooding her

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

away her tears, but more came rushing

only Waylen by her

to collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed

her hand, his

it’s not your

was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

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

within the villa

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

A soft-spoken servant showed her the

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

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

returning to the pages of the book,

struck

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

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

she would

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

his eyes revealing a mixture

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

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

and concern evident in every inflection. The

Waylen stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t

reminded him of just how

fully comprehended that Rena had been

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

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

late dinner, savoring each bite with a

her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to

lamp, Leaving

the 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

softly, her voice breaking

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

to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that Waylen was

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

that

hers, initiating a soft and tender

growing ragged with each

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were far

and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of his

his chest,

had that urge to kiss her

he continued to kiss her, savoring

seemed 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

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

whispering, “If you desire

her voice soft as

Lexi.

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

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

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

he told his daughter, “You can handle

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

mother spoils her child excessively, the

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

an instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

he believed in instilling independence

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

to contain herself, Rena

sip of his black