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.

ran his hand

against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

forcing her and instead held her in

want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to

couldn’t be bought

went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

telling her that he got

cradled Alexis in his arms from

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

up, she

of

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

somber ambiance hung in the air,

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a

but more came rushing

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

collect herself, to

her need for space and time to

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

her hand, his

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

and steady,

come to the

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

villa was heavy

sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed

room open, her eyes widening

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

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

returning to the pages

scene struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

she would be too

soft as a whisper.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the

leaned in to kiss her

concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

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 these

reminded him of just how

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

love for them both ran deep, transcending

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

late dinner, savoring each

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

have a serious

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

still as their bodies

unsettled her, yet she refrained from

that moment, she realized that

had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

that

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

were far

to please and comfort her, to remind

raced within his

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought

shower and get

against the door, her legs

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her

whispering, “If you desire

his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

and headed to the guest

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between Waylen and Rena had

affection,

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

clung to Rena, seeking

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

his assertion, but his gaze met

child excessively, the child may become

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

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap,

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

he believed in instilling

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his