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

face against his chest, remaining

and

to

forcing her and

As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

happiness couldn’t be bought with

her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

silently telling her that he got

from

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

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like

unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed her

her tears, but more

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

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

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and

eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

clasped her hand, his voice

not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she

within the villa was

moved with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated 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

servant showed her

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

space. In his hands, he held a

to the pages

poignant scene struck Rena to her

immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

she would be too

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

revealing a mixture of relief and

tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

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

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges

had reminded him of just how much he needed her

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

Alexis finally stepped

late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

showered Alexis 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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

out softly, her voice

her, closing the door behind him with a

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

word, Waylen pulled her

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled

realized

battles, he,

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to

mingled, growing ragged

her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were

to

heart raced within his chest,

urge to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

shower and get ready

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

“If you desire more, we

Rena declined his offer, her

with Lexi. You can get

on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are

retrieved her clothes and headed to

by Alexis’ side,

the atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of

mood, clung to

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

Her sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering

but he believed in instilling independence

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

to contain herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee,