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

her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

from forcing her and instead held her

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

things the little

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

from under the quilt, clutching

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

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

around him as he

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

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

but more came

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

collect herself,

need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

hand, his voice

it’s not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

and steady, pierced through

to

hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to Waylen’s

villa was heavy

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the

room open, her eyes widening

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

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

scene struck Rena to her

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities

she would

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

she leaned in

concern evident in

curling around him

how much

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

lamp,

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

softly, her

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

their bodies

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

realized that

he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

initiating a soft

growing ragged with each passing

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of his

his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss

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

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

take a shower and get ready for bed.

the door, her legs weakened by

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

you desire

declined his offer, her

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

focusing on her early morning routine

cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

nonchalance as he told

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

child excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling

and resuming her meal independently. Food

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his tone