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 through

face against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

to cook things the little girl liked. She

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from

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

she gazed

a depth of understanding that words

from under

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

somber ambiance hung in the air,

solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and

welled up, unspoken remorse

the cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

for space

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his voice tender

it’s not

was Waylen on the other end

steady, pierced

to

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The

the villa

She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

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

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

poignant scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

she would

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

revealing

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read

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

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

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

savoring each bite with a

showered Alexis with extra love and 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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

to have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days

ragged with

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

lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss her without

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

as he fervently sought to

shower and get ready

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

in a cheerful mood, clung

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

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

likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone

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

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

loved her dearly, but he believed

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his