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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

to

and instead held her

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, willing to

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

silently telling her

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

up, she

shared a depth of understanding that

emerged from

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

sat in the car once more, a somber

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the

weighed down by a mixture of

first 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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her a tissue.

tears, but

her own world with only Waylen

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

respected her need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced

to

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

atmosphere within the villa was

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

to Alexis’ room

her teddy bear tightly, her voice

suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming

struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

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

she would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as

revealing a

to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

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

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

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

how much he needed her by

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

Alexis finally

dinner, savoring each bite with a

and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep

dimmed the bedside lamp,

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

softly, her

the door behind

a serious conversation lingering

Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face

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

that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that

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

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared 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 in the

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

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

growing ragged with

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were

and comfort her, to remind her of the

his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to please her in

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

leaned against the door, her

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

you desire

offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You can

his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

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

night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between

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

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

her child excessively, the child may

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

he believed

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

to contain herself, Rena

his black coffee, his