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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

her face against

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to

from forcing her and

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

couldn’t be

way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m,

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

she gazed

depth of understanding that

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

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

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

seat, her body weighed down by

vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

up, unspoken

and handed her a

but more came

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

to collect

perceptive, respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand,

not

it was

steady,

come to

back of her hand. The pain momentarily

villa was heavy

returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

amount of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

she would be too

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection.

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

reminded him of just how much

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

for them both ran

evening, Alexis finally

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

approached her, closing the door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

her into his embrace, pressing her gently

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

bodies melded

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

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

the weight of her own emotional battles, he,

now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her

within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any

a long while, he continued to kiss

he fervently sought to please

a shower and get ready for bed.

against the door, her legs

hand supporting her waist, she might have

desire more, we

his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can

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

her clothes and headed to the guest room

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

atmosphere between

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

hint of nonchalance as he

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

her child excessively, the

likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

but he believed in instilling independence

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

to contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee, his