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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

against his chest, remaining

cheek and

to

from forcing her and instead held her in his

when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in

happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

silently telling

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she

depth of understanding that words

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

Rena and

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

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

body weighed down

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

up, unspoken remorse

the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

tears, but more came rushing

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

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

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

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

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

her hand. The pain

within the villa was heavy

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 an unspoken

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

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

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

would be too

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

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

concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

for them both ran

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

devoured her late dinner, savoring

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that

dimmed the bedside lamp,

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in

out softly,

her, closing the door behind

intent to have a serious conversation

her into his embrace, pressing

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

bodies melded together,

unsettled her, yet

realized

carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

ragged with each

across her face. She had intended to discuss about

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

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind

heart raced within his chest,

kiss

continued to kiss her,

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some

her legs weakened

supporting her waist, she might

desire more,

declined his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get

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 in the

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

night by

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

morning routine of

in a cheerful mood, clung

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

a mother spoils her child excessively, the

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a

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

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his