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

face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead

to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt

couldn’t

of her way to cook things the little

at Rena, silently telling her that

his arms from

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

up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

from under

Rena

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a

but

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

collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not

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

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

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

within the villa was heavy with

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

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

the door to Alexis’ room

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

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

scene struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

she would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

reminded him of just how much he needed

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them both ran deep, transcending the

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

savoring each bite with a newfound

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her

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

have a serious conversation

a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

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

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of

mingled, growing ragged

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

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

intentions were

comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his chest,

urge to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her,

fervently sought to please her

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

leaned against the door, her

supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

desire more, we can go to

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You can

shower in my

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

spent the entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

focusing on her early morning routine

mood, clung to Rena,

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

excessively, the

to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be held and

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

he believed in instilling independence in

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

herself, Rena

took a sip of his black