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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

face against

cheek and

continued to remain

and instead held her in his

As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to

happiness couldn’t

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things

at Rena, silently telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

she gazed

depth of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

and Rena and

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

he whispered,

weighed down by a

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

but more came

with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

need for

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

and steady, pierced

to the

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 racing as she

atmosphere within the villa was

sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her,

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

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

clutched her teddy bear tightly,

stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

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

scene struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

would

soft as a whisper. “The

his eyes revealing a mixture

to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

and concern evident in every inflection.

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

just how much he needed her by

fully comprehended that Rena

responsibility, his love for them

in the evening, Alexis finally

her late dinner, savoring

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

softly,

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

nodded, her intent to have a serious

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

back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized

he, too, had endured his share of

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that

a soft and

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

confusion etched across her face. She

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were far

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

within his

that urge to kiss

to kiss her, savoring

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

the door, her legs weakened by the

Waylen’s hand supporting her

desire more, we can go

declined his offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

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

the entire night by Alexis’ side,

the atmosphere between Waylen

affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

cheerful mood, clung

he told his daughter, “You can handle these

his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

spoils her child excessively, the child may

as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of

focus was showering Alexis with

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

an instant, Alexis

lap, yearning

a fleeting glance, adhering to

dearly, but he

resuming her meal independently.

Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black