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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

and

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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

couldn’t be bought

to cook things the little girl liked. She

telling her that he

from 7 a.m, to

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling

hanging up, she

depth of

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

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

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

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

out the cigarette and

but

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to

her need for space and time to process her

Rena

her hand,

not your

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

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

within the villa was

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 an

careful. A soft-spoken servant

to Alexis’ room open, her

her teddy bear tightly,

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

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would be too

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

his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

had reminded him of just how much he needed

Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

love for them both ran deep, transcending

nine in the evening, Alexis finally

savoring each bite with a

her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

in his study, sitting

softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door behind him with a

to have a serious conversation lingering in her

her into his embrace, pressing her

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face

bodies melded together, an intimate connection

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

realized that

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

the atmosphere that

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

growing ragged with each passing

confusion etched across her face. She had intended to

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

intentions were far

to please and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss

continued to kiss her,

fervently sought to please

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

against the door, her

hand supporting her waist, she might have

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to

her

sleep with Lexi. You can

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between

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

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

clung

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap,

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

he believed

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

herself, Rena said,

sip of his