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 through

against his chest,

cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

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

couldn’t be

to cook things the little girl liked. She then

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

from 7 a.m,

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

up, she

shared a depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

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

vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and

welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

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

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

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

steady,

to the

of her hand. The pain momentarily

the villa was heavy with

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

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

her teddy bear

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages

poignant scene struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to

would be too

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

revealing a mixture of

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

settled herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the fairy

word she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her

stood 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

how

that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

her late dinner, savoring each bite

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

lamp,

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly

called out softly, her

her, closing the door behind him

her intent to have a serious conversation

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

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

moment, she realized that Waylen was

he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind

heart raced within his chest,

kiss her

kiss her, savoring the intimate

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and

her legs weakened by the intensity of the

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

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

her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

and affection, as if a

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

he told his daughter, “You can

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap,

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

he believed in instilling

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee,