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

face against his chest, remaining

and asked,

continued to remain

and instead held her in

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

happiness couldn’t be bought

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the

silently telling her that he

in his arms from

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

up, she

a depth of understanding

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

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

as he whispered, “She has experienced

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her

tears, but more

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

to collect

her need for space and

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

clasped her hand, his voice

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of the

voice, calm and steady,

come to

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

Alexis’ room open, her

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

a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with unwavering

to the pages of the

poignant scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices

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

would be

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

his eyes revealing a mixture

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

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

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to

just how much he needed her by

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

for them both ran

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

savoring each bite with a

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her voice

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into his embrace,

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

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

initially unsettled her, yet she

moment, she realized that Waylen

carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss

taste of tobacco lingering as he

were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her of

his chest,

urge to kiss

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

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

door, her legs weakened by

supporting her waist, she might have

“If you desire more, we can go to the

her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can get

in my room.

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

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection,

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

a 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

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering to

but he

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his black