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.

Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

against his chest,

her cheek and asked,

continued to remain

forcing her and

want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to

happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

she

eyes shared a depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in

him as he whispered,

weighed down by a

typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came rushing

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

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

Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand,

not

it was Waylen on the other end of the

steady, pierced

to

of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

within the villa was heavy with

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

soft-spoken servant

Alexis’ room open, her

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

his hands, he held a

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

amount of past conflicts 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 any

she would

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

settled herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to

him of just how much he needed

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring

Rena had 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,

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

Rena called out softly,

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

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into his

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in

bodies melded together, an

unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that Waylen was not

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

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

ragged with each

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were

her, to remind

raced within his chest,

to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

against the door, her

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

desire more, we can go to

his offer, her voice soft

sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between

affection,

on her early morning routine of preparing

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

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

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

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

instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

dearly, but he believed

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his