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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

her face against his chest,

cheek and

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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 everything

happiness couldn’t be

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

telling her that he got

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words

emerged from under

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

unspoken

cigarette and handed her

tears, but more came

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

for space and time to

Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand, his

not

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to

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

within the villa was heavy with

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,

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr.

room open, her eyes widening at the

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read

struck Rena

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her

she would

her voice soft as a whisper. “The

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

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

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

in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

just how much he needed

fully comprehended that Rena had been his

love for them both ran deep, transcending the

evening, Alexis finally stepped

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

Rena had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

lamp,

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the

out softly, her voice breaking the

up and approached her, closing the door

intent to have a

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

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

bodies melded together, an

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender

ragged

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

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

intentions were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

raced within his chest,

to kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her,

fervently sought to please her in

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed.

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

supporting her waist, she might

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

her voice soft

with Lexi. You can get

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

clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

early morning routine of

clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

as he told his

but his gaze met hers, and he

the child may become dependent in the

a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

adhering to his

dearly, but he believed in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black coffee,