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 his hand through her curly

face against his

cheek and asked,

continued to remain

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 in his

couldn’t

Rena went out of her way to cook things

Rena, silently telling her

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

she

shared a depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

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

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and

welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and

but more came

with only Waylen

to collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand, his voice

not

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

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

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

the villa was heavy with

world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work

careful. A soft-spoken servant

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

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

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

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

struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen

love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently.

she would

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

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

with emotion as she leaned in

her love and concern evident in

the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t

had reminded him of just how much he needed

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

dinner, savoring each

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

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 the dimly lit

called out softly, her

stood up and approached her, closing the door

a serious conversation lingering in her

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled

that moment, she realized that

weight of her own emotional battles, he, too,

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

growing ragged with each passing

door, confusion etched across her face. She

lingering as he kissed her with a

were

and comfort her, to

within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without

he continued to kiss

fervently sought to

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed.

body still leaned against the door, her

her waist, she might have

her waist, whispering, “If you desire

her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get me

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need

and

by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

hint of nonchalance as he told his

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

her child excessively, the child

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

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to

instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

glance, adhering to

dearly, but he believed in

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

Rena

sip of his black