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 his hand

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

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 struggles,

couldn’t

things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling

from 7

and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

up, she

depth of understanding that

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

and Rena and Waylen

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

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

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came rushing

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side.

Rena sought to collect herself, to find

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his

not your

and it was Waylen on

steady, pierced through

come to

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

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caution, aware 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 be with

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

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

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

the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

his focus soon returning to

scene struck

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

eyes revealing a mixture

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The

smoke curling around him in wisps.

him of just how much he needed her by his

that Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them

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

late dinner, savoring

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving

him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

called out softly, her

the door behind him

a serious conversation lingering in her

Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

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

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was not

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

parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

to the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her without any

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

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

“It’s late. Go take a shower and

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

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

“If you desire more, we can

Rena declined his offer, her

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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

her clothes and headed to the guest

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

assertion, but his gaze met

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

and

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning

glance, adhering

he believed in instilling independence in

and resuming her meal independently. Food

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his black