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.

Waylen ran

against his

pinched her cheek and

continued to remain

from forcing her and

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

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

at Rena, silently telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

up, she gazed at

a depth of understanding that

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

desire to go to school, and Rena

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

the smoke curling around him as he

her seat, her body weighed

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 broke Rena’s

up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

sought to collect herself, to find a

for space and time to

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand,

not

it was Waylen on the other end of the

voice, calm and steady,

to the

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart

the villa

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 be with her, their silent company

careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

to Alexis’ room open, her

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories

to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

scene struck Rena

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

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

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

reminded him of just how much he needed her

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

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

dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in

softly, her

approached her, closing the door behind him

have a serious conversation lingering

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

still as their bodies melded

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized that

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

hers, initiating a

mingled, growing ragged

across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to remind

his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss

continued to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

her legs weakened by the intensity of the

her waist, she

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to

offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

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

and

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

between Waylen and Rena had

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

mood, clung

he told his daughter, “You

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

mother spoils her child excessively, the child

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

was showering Alexis with all the

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

an instant, Alexis abandoned

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

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his