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 through

against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to remain

her and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

her way to cook things the

silently telling

from 7 a.m,

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

up, she gazed at

depth of

from

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and

wiped away her tears, but more

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to

her need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his

not your

it was

steady, pierced through

come to the

spill onto the back of her hand.

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

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

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

gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t

would be

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

revealing a mixture of

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

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

her love and concern evident in

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

how much he needed her

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

devoured her late dinner, savoring

even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

Rena called out softly, her

door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

intent to have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

to hers, initiating a

mingled, growing ragged with

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

were far

to remind her

raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by

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

whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice

Lexi. You can get me

shower in my room. Your clothes are in

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

by

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

newfound tenderness and affection, as

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

mood, clung to Rena,

of nonchalance as he

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

spoils her child excessively, the child may become

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering to

but he believed in instilling independence in

and resuming

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his