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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his

face against

her cheek and

to remain

and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

silently telling her that he

arms from 7 a.m,

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

to school, and Rena and Waylen

somber

him as he whispered,

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed

her tears, but

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for space and time to

eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not

and it was Waylen

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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 had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent

soft-spoken servant

door to Alexis’ room

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

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

returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read

struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

she would be

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

her, his eyes revealing

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

evident in every inflection. The presence of

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

of just how

Rena had been

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

dinner, savoring each bite

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

bedside lamp,

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

out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with

to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

to stand still as their bodies

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

moment, she realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

a soft

mingled, growing ragged

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

were

comfort her, to remind

heart raced within his

kiss

to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

hand supporting her

desire more,

offer, her

will sleep with Lexi. You

switched on the study lights, 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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

child excessively, the child may become

man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

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

and attempted

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

but he believed in instilling

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

contain herself, Rena

his black coffee, his tone