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

her face against his chest, remaining

and asked, “Do you miss

to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

glanced at Rena, silently telling

from 7

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

she

of

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

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

but more came rushing down her

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

for space and time to process

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

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

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

the villa was heavy with

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

but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room

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

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

to the pages of

struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

evident in every inflection. The presence of

room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

reminded him of just how much he needed

Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

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

late dinner, savoring each bite with a

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

called out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

a serious conversation

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

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

realized that Waylen was not

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

parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days

growing ragged with

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

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

within his chest,

kiss her without any

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

irrelevant as he fervently sought to

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

supporting her waist, she might

her waist, whispering, “If you desire

his offer, her voice soft as a

Lexi. You can get

switched on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

and headed to the guest room for

by

the atmosphere between

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

clung to Rena, seeking her

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

child excessively, the child may become

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

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

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

to contain herself, Rena said,

took a sip of his