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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

against his

and asked,

to

her and instead held her in

signs of autism, 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

happiness couldn’t be

went out of her way to cook things the little girl

silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

answered the phone for him,

up, she

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

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

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

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came

isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

sought to collect herself, to find

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand, his

not your

and it was Waylen on

steady,

come to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed

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

to Alexis’ room open, her

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

dressed impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale

gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

struck Rena

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities

she would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

his eyes revealing a mixture of

Rena and quietly stepped out of the

with emotion as she leaned in

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

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he

reminded him of just how

that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the

Alexis

her late dinner, savoring each bite

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

lamp,

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

out softly, her voice breaking

the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

a serious conversation lingering in

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

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

to stand still as their bodies melded

a moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

growing ragged with each passing

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

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

were

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

his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any

kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

desire more, we can go to

Rena declined his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

night by

between Waylen and Rena

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

cheerful mood, clung

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

the child may

likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

sole focus was

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering to his own set of

dearly, but he believed

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

Rena

took a sip of his black