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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked,

to

and

her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a

couldn’t be bought

things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

Rena, silently telling her that he

from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with

the car once more, a somber ambiance

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

welled up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her

but more came rushing

isolation in her own world with only

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space and time to

Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not

it was

steady, pierced

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

the villa

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

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

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

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

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

would be too

voice soft as a whisper.

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

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

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

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

how much he needed her by his

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

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

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

called out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

her intent to have a serious

a word, Waylen pulled her into

troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together,

moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

she realized that Waylen

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

softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

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

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were

and comfort her, to remind

within his chest, rediscovering that

had that urge to kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to

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

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

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for

entire night by

between Waylen and Rena had

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

in a cheerful mood, clung to

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

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

on Rena’s legs and attempted to

instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

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

a sip of his black