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.

Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

her face against his

and asked,

to remain

from forcing her and instead held her in

exhibited 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 struggles, willing to do everything in his power

couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

hanging up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

up, unspoken remorse

and

but more came rushing

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

her need for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

her hand, his

it’s not your

was Waylen on

steady, pierced

come to

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a

villa was

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

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

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

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

his eyes revealing a mixture

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

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

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

Waylen stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

him of just how much he needed her

comprehended that Rena had been

for them

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis

savoring each

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

have a serious conversation lingering

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

to stand still as their bodies melded

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

ragged

her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

were

to remind her of

heart raced within his

that urge to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

door, her legs weakened

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi.

his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as

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

clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

his assertion, but

spoils her child excessively, the child may

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

an instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

adhering to

dearly, but he

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

contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee, his