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

nestled her face against

cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

and instead held her in

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

couldn’t be bought with

things the little girl

Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7 a.m, to

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

up, she gazed

depth of understanding that

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness

around him as he whispered,

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

but

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

perceptive, respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

and steady, pierced

come to the

the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

villa was

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 had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an unspoken

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr.

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

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

poignant scene struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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 any

she would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

revealing a mixture of

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

as she leaned in to kiss her

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

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

just how much

that Rena had

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

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

savoring each bite with a newfound

showered 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

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

called out softly, her voice

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind

have a serious conversation lingering

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

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

unsettled

that moment, she realized that

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

now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

She had intended to

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far

comfort her, to remind her of the depth

within his

to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought

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

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice

with Lexi.

a shower in

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine of preparing breakfast

cheerful mood, clung to

nonchalance as he told his daughter,

but his gaze met hers, and

the child may become dependent in

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

was showering

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

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

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his