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

her face against his chest,

cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

happiness couldn’t

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

telling her that he

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

and Rena answered the phone

she gazed

depth of understanding

from under the quilt,

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

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

him as he whispered, “She has experienced

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

welled up, unspoken remorse

and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

Rena sought to collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his voice

not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

with utmost caution, aware that 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

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

her teddy bear tightly, her voice

a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

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

struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

outside the room, leaning 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

just how much he

that Rena

shared responsibility, his love for them both

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

her late dinner, savoring each

extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off

the bedside lamp,

out 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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

have a serious

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

still as their bodies

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

realized that Waylen

had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too,

or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of

growing ragged with each

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

against the door, her legs

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

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

her voice soft as

with Lexi.

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if a shift

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

hint of nonchalance as he told

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

child excessively, the

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

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

he believed in instilling independence in

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone