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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her in his

of autism, and 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 to do everything in his power to make her

happiness couldn’t

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

at Rena, silently telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

she

a depth of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

and Rena and Waylen

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

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

her body weighed down by a mixture

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand, his voice

not

was Waylen on the other

voice, calm and steady,

to the

causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

within the villa was heavy

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 rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company

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

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

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

to the pages of

poignant scene struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

would be

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

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

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

outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

had reminded him of just how much he needed

Rena had

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring

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

the bedside lamp,

of 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

out softly, her voice

and approached her, closing the door

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

a word, Waylen pulled her

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

bodies melded together, an intimate

warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that

battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

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.

his gaze met hers

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

mingled, growing ragged with

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were far from

to remind her of the

within his

kiss

to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch

her legs weakened by the intensity of

supporting her waist, she

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can get

his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if a

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he

resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said,

took a sip of his black coffee,