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 hand through

face against his

her cheek and asked,

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her

than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

went out of her way to cook things

telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

answered the phone for him, rescheduling

she gazed

a depth of

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

to go to school, and Rena

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 most severe

in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came rushing down

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect

need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena

hand,

not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

steady,

come to

by his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

within the villa was

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 be with her,

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

door to Alexis’ room

clutched her teddy bear

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

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

poignant scene struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

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

she would be

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

his eyes revealing a

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

with emotion as she leaned in to

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

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

how much he needed

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

dinner, savoring each bite

bedtime story.

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

Rena called out softly, her

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

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

a word, Waylen pulled her into

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

unsettled her, yet she refrained

that moment, she realized

battles, he, too, had endured his share

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

ragged with

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

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his

that urge to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought to please her in every

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice

Lexi. You

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

clothes and

night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

but his gaze met hers, and

her child excessively, the child

to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

adhering to his own

dearly, but he believed in instilling

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his black coffee, his tone