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,

to

forcing her and instead held her in

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

happiness couldn’t be

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

silently telling her

Alexis in his arms from

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

hanging up, she gazed at

a depth of understanding

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

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

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

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

respected her need for space and time to

Rena managed to

her hand, his voice tender

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

calm and steady, pierced

come to the

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

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

pink wardrobe, clutched her

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 familiar stories to Alexis with

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

scene struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

would be too

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

her, his eyes revealing

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

evident in every inflection.

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

him of just how much he needed her by his

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

them both ran deep, transcending

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

savoring each bite with a newfound

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in

called out softly, her voice breaking

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

intent to have a serious conversation lingering

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

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

their bodies melded together, an

unsettled her, yet she refrained

moment, she realized that

emotional battles, he,

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

growing ragged with

door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended

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

intentions were far

to remind

his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her without

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

door, her legs weakened by

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

“If you desire more,

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen and Rena had

and affection, as if a shift had

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told

but his gaze met hers, and he

excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap,

fleeting glance, adhering

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

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

Rena

of his black coffee,