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

her face against his

cheek and asked,

continued to

forcing her and instead held her in

Alexis exhibited 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 struggles, willing to do everything

couldn’t be

of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

Rena, silently telling her that

in his arms from 7 a.m,

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

hanging up, she

a depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

body weighed down

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her

wiped away her tears, but more

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

sought to collect herself, to find a

for space and time to process her

an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand,

not your

and it was Waylen on

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

the back of her hand. The

within the villa was heavy with

refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy

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

struck

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude 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 came with motherhood any

would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

her, his eyes revealing a

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

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

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

of just how much he needed her by his

that Rena had

responsibility, his love for them both

the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each bite

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

the bedside lamp,

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

called out softly, her

her, closing the door behind him

intent to have a serious conversation

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in

their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

battles, he, too, had endured his share

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 amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender

ragged with each

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

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

were far from

to remind her

raced within his

that urge to kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

“It’s late. Go take a shower

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

supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

desire more,

offer, her voice soft as a

Lexi.

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to

clothes and headed to the guest room for a

night by

atmosphere between Waylen and

her with newfound tenderness and affection,

morning routine of preparing breakfast

clung

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

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

excessively, the child may become

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding

instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap,

adhering to his own set of

but he

Rena’s lap and resuming her

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black