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

against his chest,

her cheek and asked,

to remain

refrained from forcing her and

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

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

Rena, silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

answered the phone for

hanging up, she

shared a depth of understanding that words

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

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

more, a somber ambiance hung in the

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different

up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but

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

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

respected her need for space and time to process her

Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to Waylen’s

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her,

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

room

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

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

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

poignant scene struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently.

she would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

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

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 to face these challenges

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

fully comprehended that Rena had

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

Alexis finally stepped out of

dinner, savoring each bite

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him with

have a serious conversation lingering

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in

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

a moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that

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

shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

the atmosphere that enveloped

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were far

her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her

to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

sought

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

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

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

declined his offer, her

sleep with Lexi.

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine of preparing

clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

something, to challenge his assertion, but

excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

Rena’s legs and attempted to

Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be

with a fleeting glance, adhering

but he believed in instilling

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

Rena said, “She’s

a sip of his black coffee,