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

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her

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 make

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

telling

from 7 a.m, to

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of understanding

from under

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

he whispered, “She

her seat, her body weighed

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

tears welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her

tears, but more came rushing

with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

collect herself,

her need for space and time to process

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

hand, his

it’s not your

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

steady, pierced

come to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

within the villa was heavy with

with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

room open, her eyes widening

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

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

struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

mother, couldn’t bear to watch

she would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

with emotion as she leaned in to

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

around him in wisps. Taking a

how much he

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a smile adorning

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

she slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent

called out softly, her voice breaking

up and approached her, closing the door

to have a

her into his embrace,

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

unsettled

realized

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

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 in the

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

a soft and tender

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far

comfort her, to

his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her without any

kiss

he fervently sought to

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

door, her legs

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

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

his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can get

on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

atmosphere between Waylen and

with newfound tenderness and affection, as

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

clung to Rena,

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

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

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

Alexis

lap, yearning to be held and

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,