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

nestled her face against

pinched her cheek and

to remain

forcing her and

exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

things the little girl liked.

silently telling her that

from

Rena answered

hanging up, she

a depth of

from under the quilt, clutching her

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

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

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

body weighed down

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

tears welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space and time to

an eternity, Rena

her hand,

it’s not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through

to the

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

villa was heavy with

servants moved with utmost caution, 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, their silent company

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

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his

to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

scene struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

she would

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

eyes revealing a

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

settled herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

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

stood outside the 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 didn’t need to face these

had reminded him of just how much he needed

comprehended that Rena had been

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis

dinner, savoring each bite with

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with

lamp,

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

and approached her, closing the door behind

her intent to have a serious conversation

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

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

as their bodies

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

that moment, she realized that Waylen

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

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were

her, to remind

heart raced within his chest,

had that urge to kiss

long while, he continued to kiss her,

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

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

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

you desire more, we can

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning

clung to

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

her child excessively, the child may become

as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

on Rena’s legs and

instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

herself, Rena said,

his black coffee, his