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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked,

to remain

forcing her and instead held her in

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of

happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

at Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m,

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

she gazed

of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

somber ambiance hung in

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

back in her seat, her body weighed down by

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and

tears, but

her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and time to

an eternity, Rena

her hand, his

not your

was Waylen on

calm and steady,

come to the

his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed

the villa was heavy with unspoken

returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of

servant showed her the way. “Mr.

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

her teddy bear tightly, her voice

In his hands, he held a

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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 ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

she would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the

leaned in to kiss her daughter

concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

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

him of just how much he needed

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally

late dinner, savoring

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with

nodded, her intent to have a serious

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

still as their bodies melded together,

initially unsettled her,

she realized

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

was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and

growing ragged with each passing

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

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

were far

her, to remind her of the depth of

his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her without any sexual

kiss her, savoring the intimate

irrelevant as he fervently sought to

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened

supporting her waist,

desire more, we can go to the

his offer, her

with Lexi. You can get

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

clothes and headed to the guest room for a

by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as if a shift

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

as he told his daughter,

challenge his assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way

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

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

Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

adhering to his own

he believed in

Rena’s lap and resuming her

contain herself, Rena

a sip of his black