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 her curly brown

face against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in his

than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for

happiness couldn’t be

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

at Rena, silently telling her that he

his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

hanging up, she

a depth of understanding that words

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

go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

Alexis, typically vibrant and full

unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and

tears, but

her own world with only Waylen by

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

need for space and time to process

eternity, Rena

her hand, his voice tender

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

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 as she headed to

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

the door to Alexis’ room open,

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

space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

struck Rena to her

immense sacrifices Waylen had

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

she would be too

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

his eyes revealing a mixture of

he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

just how much

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

their shared responsibility, his love for them

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, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

to have a serious conversation lingering in her

her into his embrace,

troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

bodies melded

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

atmosphere that enveloped them

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

mingled, growing ragged with

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

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

intentions were far

and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

sought to

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to

her legs

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

desire

her voice soft as

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 are in the closet. I

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

morning routine of

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

his assertion, but his

spoils her child excessively, the child may

seeing him as a man prone

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

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

dearly, but he believed in

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his