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

nestled her face against his

pinched her cheek and

to remain

her and instead held her

signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he

happiness couldn’t be bought

cook things the little girl

at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

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

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

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

unspoken

and handed her

but more came rushing

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand.

atmosphere within the villa

her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

servant showed her the way. “Mr.

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

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

struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

would

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

eyes revealing a

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

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

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges alone

of just how much he

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

savoring each bite

bedtime story.

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual

called out softly, her voice breaking

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together,

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

ragged

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

intentions were

please and comfort her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest,

urge to kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

fervently sought to please her in

take a shower

door, her legs weakened by the intensity

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

whispering, “If you desire

her voice soft as a

Lexi. You can get

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

her clothes and headed to the

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

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

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

mood, clung

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

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

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black