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

face against

and asked, “Do

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

telling

Alexis in his arms from

Waylen, and Rena answered the

up, she

of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

as he

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a

away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

collect herself,

perceptive, respected her need for

like an eternity, Rena

her hand, his

not your

and it was Waylen

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to the

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming

scene struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made

could 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 motherhood

would be

soft as a whisper. “The

revealing a mixture of relief and

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

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

reminded him of just how much he needed her

that Rena had been

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

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

dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

softly, her

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

have a serious conversation lingering in her

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

seemed to stand still as their bodies

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized

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

this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

growing ragged with

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

of tobacco lingering as he

intentions were

to remind her of the depth of

his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss

he continued to kiss her,

fervently sought to please her in every

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

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

supporting her waist, she might have

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

his offer, her

with Lexi. You can

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

and headed to the guest room for

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

atmosphere between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection,

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

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

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

spoils her child excessively, the

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

and attempted to eat independently.

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his