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

against

and asked,

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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,

happiness couldn’t be bought with

way to cook things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

in his arms from 7 a.m, to

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

from under the

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

respected her need for space and

Rena managed to regain a sense of

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not

and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

villa was heavy with

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

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

pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

would be too

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing

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

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the fairy

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

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

him of just how

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

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

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

dinner, savoring each bite with

a bedtime story. Aware that

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

that moment, she realized that Waylen

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

was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

lips to hers, initiating a

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were far

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

heart raced within his chest,

to kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

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

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

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

declined his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen

affection,

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

he told his

but his gaze met hers, and he

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap,

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

dearly, but he believed in instilling

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

to contain herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee, his tone