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 hand

face against his chest, remaining

cheek and

continued to

and instead held

signs 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

happiness couldn’t be

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

at Rena, silently telling her

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Rena answered the phone for him,

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of understanding

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air,

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments

her body weighed down by a

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

up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

her hand, his

it’s not your

it was Waylen on the other end of the

and steady, pierced through

come to the

Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to Waylen’s

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

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

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

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

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

in a formal suit, sat beside 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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices

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

she would

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

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

evident in every inflection. The presence of

room, leaning 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

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

had 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 to sleep with a smile adorning her

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her

her, closing the door behind him with

have a serious conversation

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

as their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest, rediscovering

kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to

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

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

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

her waist, whispering, “If you desire

his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi.

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

morning routine

clung

he told

challenge his assertion, but his gaze

the child may become dependent in the

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

Rena’s legs and attempted

instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

he believed in

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his