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.

ran his hand through her curly brown

nestled her face against

pinched her cheek and asked,

to

her and instead held

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7

and Rena answered

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

emerged from under

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

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

him as he whispered, “She has

in her seat, her body weighed

typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

and

but more

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

ever perceptive, respected her need for

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen on

and steady, pierced

to

Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

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

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

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

scene struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

she would

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

revealing a mixture

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

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

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

the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

just how much he

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

lamp,

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

and approached her, closing the door behind

intent to have a

her into his embrace,

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

bodies melded

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

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

that enveloped them felt

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

growing ragged with each passing

against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his chest, rediscovering

kiss her without

to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

as he fervently sought to please her

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

her legs

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

her clothes and headed to the guest room

spent the entire night by

atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

it, focusing on her early morning

clung to Rena, seeking

a hint of nonchalance as he told his

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

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his black