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

her face against his

her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to remain

from forcing her and instead

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

couldn’t be

her way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

answered

up, she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

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

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

her tears, but more came rushing

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

her need for space

eternity, Rena

hand, his voice

not your

buzzed, and it was

voice, calm and steady,

to the

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 unspoken

refuge in the

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

her teddy bear tightly,

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

focus soon returning to the pages of the book,

scene struck Rena

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

she would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

in every inflection. The presence of

outside the room, leaning 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

of just how much he needed her by

Rena had been his

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

bedtime

the bedside lamp,

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

called out softly,

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

a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into his

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his

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

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

she realized that Waylen

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

growing ragged with

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he

were far

comfort her, to remind her of the depth

raced within his chest,

had that urge to kiss her without any sexual

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

he fervently sought to please

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

her legs weakened by the intensity

her

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

his offer, her

Lexi. You can get me

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

her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

clung to Rena,

of nonchalance as he told his

his assertion, but

child excessively, the child

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

was showering Alexis

of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be

adhering to his own set

he

from Rena’s lap and resuming her

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black