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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

against his chest, remaining

and

continued to remain

and instead held her

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

happiness couldn’t be bought

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl

at Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Rena answered the

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

from under the quilt, clutching

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

the car once more, a somber

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her

tears, but more came rushing down

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

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

her need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his voice

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to Waylen’s

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

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

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

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

struck Rena

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

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

would be

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

revealing a mixture of

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

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

curling around him

reminded him of just how much he

that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

savoring each bite

extra love and attention, 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

bedside lamp, Leaving

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

out softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door behind

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

to stand still as their bodies

warmth that initially unsettled

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

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.

hers

atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

ragged with each passing

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

to remind her of the depth of his

his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without any

kiss

irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

door, her legs weakened

her waist, she might have

waist, whispering, “If you desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

by

between Waylen and

with newfound tenderness and affection, as

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

mood, clung

as he told

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

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

on Rena’s legs and attempted to

Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

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

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee, his