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 her curly

face against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

her and instead held her in his

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

couldn’t be bought with

out of her way to cook things the little

silently telling her that he

in his arms from

called Waylen, and Rena answered

she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

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

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

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

and handed her

but more came

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

collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for

Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of the

voice, calm and steady, pierced

to

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

villa was heavy with unspoken

retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

clutched her teddy

beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis

his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

poignant scene struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen

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 that came with motherhood

she would

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to

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

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

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

of just how much he needed her

Rena had been

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally

savoring

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

bedside lamp, Leaving

the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from

Rena called out softly, her voice

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

a serious conversation

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

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

moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

a soft and tender kiss that transported

ragged with each passing

her face. She had intended

lingering as he kissed her with a

were far from

and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

as he fervently sought

Go take a shower

door, her legs weakened by

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

you desire more, we can

his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You can

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

retrieved her clothes and headed

spent the entire night by

day, the atmosphere between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

nonchalance as he

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

the child may become

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

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

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his