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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

against his

cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

forcing her and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

arms from

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

up, she gazed at

of understanding that words

arrived, Alexis emerged from

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

somber ambiance hung in the air,

around him as he whispered, “She

body weighed down by

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

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

but more came rushing down her

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

Rena

gently clasped her hand,

not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

steady,

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

that 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

soft-spoken servant showed her the

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

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

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

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

scene struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

would be

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

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

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

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

of just how much

comprehended that Rena had

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each bite

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

softly,

the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

her intent to have a

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

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

stand still as their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

mingled, growing ragged with

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

intentions were

to please and comfort her, to remind her of

within his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss her without

he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed.

against the door, her

supporting her waist, she

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

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

spent the entire night by Alexis’

between Waylen and

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

in a cheerful mood, clung to

he told his daughter, “You can

to challenge his assertion, but

her child excessively, the child may become

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

instant, Alexis

lap, yearning to be held

adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling

and resuming her

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,