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

face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to

forcing her and instead held her in his

signs 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 in his power to

happiness couldn’t be

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

at Rena, silently telling her that

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

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

and Rena and

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

the first 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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and

away her tears, but more

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and time to process

eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand, his voice tender

not

it was Waylen on the other end of

calm and steady, pierced through

to

causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

Alexis’ room open,

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

cramped space. In his hands, he

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

poignant scene struck

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

she would be too

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

eyes revealing a

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

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

reminded him of just how much he needed her by

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

savoring each bite with

extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a

the bedside lamp,

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

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

a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into

back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

he, too, had endured his

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

growing ragged

etched across her face. She had intended

tobacco lingering

intentions were

to remind

his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

fervently sought to please her in

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

her legs weakened by the intensity of

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can

her

will sleep with Lexi. You can

lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

a hint of nonchalance as he told his

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining

focus was showering Alexis

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning

a fleeting glance, adhering to

her dearly, but he believed

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

Rena

a sip of his black coffee, his tone