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

nestled her face against his

pinched her cheek and

continued to

from forcing her and

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

went out of her way to cook things the little girl

telling her that he

in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

hanging up, she

a depth of understanding that

emerged from

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

sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments

body weighed down by a

the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

welled up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

tears, but more came

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own world in

to collect herself,

need for space and time to process her

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand, his voice

not your

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

and steady, pierced through

to

his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart

within the villa was heavy with

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a

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

room open, her eyes

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with

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

struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

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

she would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

eyes revealing

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

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face

had reminded him of just how much

that Rena had been his emotional anchor

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

Rena called out softly, her voice

her, closing the door behind him with a

a

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

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate

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

moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a

ragged with each

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

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

intentions were far

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her without any sexual

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

sought to please

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

the door, her legs weakened

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

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection, as

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

a hint of nonchalance as he

assertion, but his

child excessively, the child may become dependent in

him as a man prone to explaining and

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

legs and attempted to eat independently.

instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

but he believed

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his