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

her face against his chest,

her cheek and asked,

continued to

forcing her and

when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

her way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed at

a depth of understanding

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

weighed down by a mixture of

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

welled up, unspoken

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

away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

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

her need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his voice

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

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

the villa was heavy

refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

struck

that 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

would be

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

evident in every inflection. The presence of

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

of just how

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

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

in the evening, Alexis finally

late dinner, savoring

her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

bedside lamp, Leaving

room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his

Rena called out softly,

and approached her, closing the door behind

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

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

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

stand still as their bodies melded

initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized

he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

that enveloped them felt

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

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

intentions were far

please and comfort her, to remind her

his chest,

to kiss her without

he continued to kiss her, savoring

fervently sought to please her

take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

her legs weakened by the intensity of the

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

desire

declined his offer, her

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

her clothes and

by Alexis’ side, providing

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection,

on her early morning routine

clung to Rena,

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

something, to challenge his assertion, but his

the

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

instant, Alexis

lap, yearning

with a fleeting glance, adhering

he believed in instilling independence

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

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

sip of his