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

against

pinched her cheek and asked,

to remain

her and instead

speak. As a

couldn’t be bought with

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

at Rena, silently telling

Alexis in his arms from 7

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

she

shared a depth of understanding that

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

school, and Rena

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

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

her body weighed down

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

but more came rushing

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

for space and time

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand,

it’s not

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

steady, pierced through

come to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

within the villa

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

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

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, her voice lost in the depths of

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

poignant scene struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

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

she would be

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

revealing a mixture of relief and

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

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

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

just how

that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

Alexis finally stepped out

dinner, savoring each bite

attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

Rena called out softly,

her, closing the door

to have a serious conversation

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

still as their bodies melded together,

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he,

parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

that enveloped

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

ragged with

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

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

intentions were far from

to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please her in

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

door, her legs weakened

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to

clothes and headed to the guest room for a

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

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

clung to Rena, seeking her

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

his assertion, but

spoils her child excessively, the

a man prone

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

Rena

a sip of his black coffee, his