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.

ran his hand through her curly brown

her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

forcing her and instead held her in his

speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

couldn’t be

things the little girl liked. She

silently telling her that he

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

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling

she

a depth of understanding that

from

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

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

back in her seat, her body weighed down by

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came rushing

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena

hand, his voice tender

it’s not

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

and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

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

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

Alexis’ room open, her

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

in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he

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

scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

would be

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

book to Rena and quietly stepped

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

in every inflection. The presence of her

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he

of just how

that Rena had been his

responsibility, his love for them

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly, her

her, closing the door behind him with

to have a serious conversation lingering

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face

still as their bodies

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and

growing ragged

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

intentions were

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

within his chest,

kiss her without any

continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought to please her in every

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed.

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

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

desire more,

declined his offer, her voice

Lexi. You can

lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

the atmosphere between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection,

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

cheerful mood, clung

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

her child excessively, the child may

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

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

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

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

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

but he believed in instilling

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

Rena said, “She’s

sip of his