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 curly

face against his

her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in his

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his power to make her

couldn’t

out of her way to cook things the little girl

silently telling her

arms from

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling

hanging up, she gazed at

depth of understanding

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

to go to school, and Rena and

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and

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 own

collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for space and

seemed like an eternity, Rena

hand,

it’s not your

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

voice, calm and steady,

to the

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 as she headed to

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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 Waylen had rushed back from

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

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

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

struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

she would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe

at her, his eyes revealing a

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

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

him of just how much he

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

Alexis finally

her late dinner, savoring each bite

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 adorning

bedside lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly, her voice breaking

up and approached her, closing the door behind

intent to have a serious

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

still as their bodies melded

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

that moment, she realized

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

intentions were far from

to remind her of the depth

heart raced within his chest,

kiss her without any sexual

to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

hand supporting her waist, she

desire more, we

offer, her voice

Lexi. You can

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are

clothes and headed to the guest room for a

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

and affection,

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

a hint of nonchalance as he told

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

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

likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all,

Her sole focus was showering

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

instant, Alexis

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

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering

but he believed in instilling

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his