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

face against his chest,

cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to

and instead held her in

children, Alexis exhibited 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

things the little

silently telling her that he

Alexis in his arms from 7

and Rena answered the phone for him,

she gazed at

depth of understanding that

from under the quilt,

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

smoke curling around him as he whispered,

her body weighed down

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

tears welled up, unspoken

and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came rushing

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and

like an eternity, Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not your

and it was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to

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

villa

into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

room open, her eyes

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

cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with

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

poignant scene struck Rena

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her

would be too

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

eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

emotion as she leaned in to kiss

her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

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

reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

his love for them both ran

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night,

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

Waylen pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

bodies melded

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

realized

weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

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

ragged with each

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest,

to kiss

kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

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

door, her legs weakened

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

“If you desire more, we

declined his offer, her voice soft

with Lexi. You

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if a shift had

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

clung to Rena, seeking

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told

but his gaze met hers, and he offered

excessively, the child may become dependent

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

focus was showering

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

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

dearly, but he

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

herself, Rena said,

took a sip of his black coffee, his