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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked,

to

and instead

her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do

couldn’t be bought

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

Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

she gazed

of understanding that words

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

and Rena and

the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

sank back in her seat, her body weighed

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

unspoken

the cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but more

with only Waylen by her

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

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

eternity, Rena

hand, his

not your

was Waylen on the

steady,

come to the

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,

within the villa was

that 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

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

room open,

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

formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to

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

poignant scene struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

would be too

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

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

the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these

had reminded him of just how much

comprehended that Rena had been

love for them

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

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 a smile

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

out softly,

her, closing the door

have a serious conversation

Waylen pulled her into

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded

initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

that enveloped them

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

growing ragged

etched across her face. She had intended to

lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were

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

his chest,

that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to please

a shower

her legs weakened by the intensity of

hand supporting her

you desire more,

his offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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 to something in the

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

and affection,

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

clung to Rena,

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

challenge his assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child may become

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

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap,

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

but he believed in instilling independence

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

to contain herself, Rena said,

of his black