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.

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

face against

cheek and

continued to remain

and instead

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 sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in

couldn’t be

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

Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

up, she gazed at

of understanding that words

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

Rena and Waylen

the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

in her seat, her body weighed down

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed

tears, but more came rushing down her

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

to collect herself, to

need for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

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

and steady, pierced through

to the

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

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

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

struck

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

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

she would be too

her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

emotion as she leaned in

in every inflection. The presence of her mother

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

of just how much he

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

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

evening, Alexis finally

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the

called out softly, her voice

her, closing the door behind him

a serious conversation lingering in her

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

that enveloped them

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender

ragged with each

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were

comfort her, to

raced within his chest,

kiss her without

to kiss her,

sought to please her

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

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

his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

and affection, as

it, focusing on her early morning

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

but his gaze met hers, and he

child excessively, the

a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling

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

Rena said,

a sip of his