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.

his eyes, Waylen ran

against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to

from forcing her and

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things

silently telling her that he got

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

and Rena answered the phone

up, she

shared a depth of

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

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

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her

tears, but more

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own world in

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

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

calm and steady,

come to the

his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to

within the villa

utmost 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

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

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

struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her

she would

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

his eyes revealing a mixture of

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

responsibility, his love for them both

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

savoring each bite with a

and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

softly,

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

have a serious conversation lingering

her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

that enveloped them felt

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

growing ragged with each passing

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

of tobacco lingering as

were far

to please and comfort her, to remind

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

to kiss her without any

to kiss her, savoring the

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

shower

her legs weakened by the intensity of the

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the master

declined his offer, her

Lexi. You can get

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

affection, as if a shift

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

clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

mother spoils her child excessively, the child

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

was showering Alexis

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

glance, adhering to his own set of principles

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his black