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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

face against his chest,

cheek and

to remain

forcing her and instead held her in

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 make her

happiness couldn’t

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

Rena, silently telling her that he

his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from

to school, and Rena and Waylen

a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

sought to collect herself, to find

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

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand,

it’s not

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

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

the villa was

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

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

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

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

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

to the

poignant scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She

she would

shoes, her voice soft as

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the fairy

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

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

just how much he needed her by his

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

evening, Alexis finally stepped out

her late dinner, savoring each bite

attention, personally bathing her, 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 her

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

called out softly, her

approached her, closing the door

nodded, her intent to have a

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

back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in

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

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that enveloped them felt

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

intentions were

to please and comfort her, to

his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

the door, her legs

her waist, she might

“If you desire more, we can go to the

offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You

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

her clothes and

by

atmosphere between

affection, as

morning routine of preparing breakfast

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

as he told his daughter, “You

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

excessively, the child may become dependent in the

as a man prone

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be

glance, adhering to his own set of

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said, “She’s still

of his black