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

her face against his

cheek and asked,

continued to

forcing her and instead held

didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

way to cook things the little girl liked. She

silently telling her that he got

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

she gazed

a depth of understanding that words

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

to school, and Rena

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

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

weighed down by

vibrant and full of

unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her a

her tears, but more came

world with only Waylen by her side.

to collect herself, to find a glimmer

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

eternity, Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

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

calm and steady, pierced through

to

hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

her teddy bear tightly,

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

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming

struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her

she would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

smoke curling around him in wisps.

him of just how much he needed

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

savoring each bite

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

lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

door behind

intent to have a serious

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

their bodies melded together, an intimate

unsettled her,

she realized that Waylen

he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he

were far

please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth

his chest, rediscovering that

to kiss her without

kiss

he fervently sought to please her

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get

door, her legs weakened by

her waist, she might

desire more, we can

her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can

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.

her clothes and headed to the

night by

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

her with newfound tenderness and affection,

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child

him as a man prone to explaining and

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her mashed

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

but he believed in instilling

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

contain herself, Rena said,

of his black coffee,