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

her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

out of her way to cook things the little

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

Alexis in his arms from

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

up, she

of

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

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

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

as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This

weighed down

witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely

welled up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed

her tears, but

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

for

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was

and steady, pierced

come to

back of her hand.

within the villa

world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe,

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

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

to the pages of the

struck Rena to

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

her voice soft as a whisper. “The

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place

settled herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

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

had reminded him of just how much

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

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

savoring each

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

to have a

a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his

stand still as their bodies melded together, an

that initially unsettled

realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

that enveloped them

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

ragged with

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her

he continued to kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

supporting her waist,

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You can get

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

by Alexis’

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection,

her early morning

mood, clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

was showering

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

an instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

he believed

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his black coffee, his