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.

Waylen ran his hand

against

and asked, “Do

to remain

and

other 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 remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his power to

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7 a.m,

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

up, she gazed

shared a depth of

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

vibrant and full of life, seemed like

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

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

her tears, but more came

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

Rena sought to collect

for space

an eternity, Rena managed to

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

and steady,

come to the

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she

within the villa

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 work to be with her,

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

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

stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

scene struck

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

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

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed

Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them both ran deep, transcending the

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

savoring

and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

she slipped 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,

called out softly, her voice breaking

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

her intent to have a serious conversation

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

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

realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

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

lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

intentions were far

please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth

within his

that urge to kiss

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please her in

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened

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

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can

his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

by Alexis’

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

in a cheerful mood, clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

but his gaze

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

Rena’s legs and attempted

Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

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

dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black