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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

her face against

pinched her cheek and

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her

Alexis exhibited signs 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 for her struggles, willing to do

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

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

silently telling her that he

his arms from 7 a.m, to

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

hanging up, she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

emerged from under the

to go to school, and Rena and

a somber

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a

but more came rushing

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

for space and

seemed like an eternity, Rena

her hand,

not

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

steady, pierced through

come to the

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

his hands, he

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming

scene struck Rena

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

she would be

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

revealing a

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

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

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

savoring each

Rena had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a smile

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her voice

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

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

moment, she realized that Waylen was

he, too,

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that

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

ragged with

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were

to please and comfort her, to remind her

his

to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought to

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

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

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

declined his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can

tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

on her early morning routine of preparing

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

as he told his

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

the

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap,

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

dearly, but he believed in instilling

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his black coffee, his tone