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 face against his

her cheek and asked,

to remain

forcing her and instead held her in his

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

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

Rena, silently telling her that

arms from

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

she

of understanding that

emerged from under the quilt,

to go to school, and Rena and

a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

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

seat, her body weighed down by a

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed

but more came rushing down

with only Waylen by her

collect herself, to find

her need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his

not

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to the

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 was heavy with unspoken

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

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

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

In his

to the pages of the book,

scene struck Rena to

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

at her, his eyes revealing

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

emotion as she leaned in to

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

him of just how

Rena had been

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

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

her late dinner, savoring each

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

slipped out of 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

Rena called out softly,

and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

a serious conversation lingering in her

a word, Waylen pulled her

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together,

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

moment, she realized that Waylen was

as she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

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, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender

mingled, growing ragged with

face. She had intended to

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his

had that urge to kiss her

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

as he fervently sought to please

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch

still leaned against the door, her

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

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

his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to

the entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as

disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he

his assertion, but

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

legs and attempted to

instant, Alexis

lap, yearning to be held and

adhering to his own set

he believed in instilling

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

herself, Rena said, “She’s

a sip of his