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

her cheek and

continued to

from forcing her and instead

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

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

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

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

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

she gazed

a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

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

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

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

body weighed down by a mixture of

time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that

tears welled up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more came

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

collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process her

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced

to the

by his unexpected 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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

A soft-spoken servant showed

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

low within the cramped space. In his hands, he

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

scene struck Rena to

sacrifices

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

would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The

her, his eyes revealing a

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

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

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

had reminded him of just how much he needed her

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

dinner, savoring

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

called out softly,

her, closing the door behind

a serious conversation lingering in

her into

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

as their bodies melded together, an intimate

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that

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

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were far

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

within his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss

to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

her waist, she might have crumpled to the

“If you desire more, we can

declined his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

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

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

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of preparing breakfast

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

he told his daughter, “You can

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

spoils her child excessively, the child

a man prone to explaining and dictating.

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee,