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.

Waylen ran his hand through her

against his

and asked, “Do you

continued to

and instead held her in his

autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

called Waylen, and Rena answered

she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

desire to go to school, and Rena

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

as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

her body weighed down

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that

welled up, unspoken remorse

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

her tears, but more came

isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own

collect herself,

for space and time to process

Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his voice tender

it’s not

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

calm and steady,

to

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

atmosphere within the villa

moved with utmost caution, aware 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 had rushed back from work to

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

door to Alexis’ room open, her

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

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

his focus soon returning to the pages

poignant scene struck

fully comprehended 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

would

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

at her, his eyes revealing

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

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

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

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep

just how much

that Rena had been his

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

evening, Alexis

late dinner, savoring each bite

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night,

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

to Waylen. She found him in his study,

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

intent to have a

a word, Waylen pulled her into

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

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

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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.

hers in the

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

mingled, growing ragged with each

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far

her, to remind her of the depth of

raced within his

had that urge to kiss her

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

sought to please her in

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

her legs weakened

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

“If you desire

declined his offer, her

Lexi. You

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

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

the entire night by Alexis’ side,

the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

morning routine of preparing breakfast

cheerful mood, clung

as he told his daughter, “You can handle

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

a mother spoils her child excessively, the

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

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

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

instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap,

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling independence in

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his black coffee, his