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, remaining

cheek and asked,

continued to remain

her and

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 everything in his

couldn’t be

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m, to

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she gazed at

a depth of

from under the

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

her seat, her body weighed down by

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

tears welled up, unspoken

and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

her need for

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

calm and steady, pierced

to the

hot coffee to spill onto 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

had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe,

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

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

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

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

she would

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

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

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

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

leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

just how much he needed her

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

called out softly, her voice

the door behind him with a deliberate

have a serious conversation lingering in her

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

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

that initially unsettled

she realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he,

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

atmosphere that enveloped them

a soft and tender

mingled, growing ragged

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were far from

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

within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please her in every

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and

door, her legs weakened by the

her waist, she might have crumpled to the

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

Rena declined his offer, her

Lexi.

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need

and headed to the guest room for

spent the entire night by

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

clung to

nonchalance as he told his daughter,

his assertion, but

child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to

glance, adhering to his own

but he

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her

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

a sip of his