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

against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to remain

forcing her and instead

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 in his

happiness couldn’t be

to cook things the little girl liked. She

telling her that he

from 7 a.m, to

called Waylen, and Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding

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

to school, and Rena and

a somber ambiance hung in

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

the 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,

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

and handed

tears, but more came rushing

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

to collect

her need for space and time to process her

eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

of her hand. The pain momentarily

within the villa

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 Miss

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

his hands, he held

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless

struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for

love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t

would be too

soft as a

her, his eyes revealing

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

as she leaned

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

of just how much he needed her by

Rena had been

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

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

dinner, savoring each bite with

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying

lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly,

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

have a serious conversation lingering in her

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

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

to stand still as their bodies melded

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

realized

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

or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

to hers, initiating a soft and tender

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were far

to remind her of the depth of his

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

fervently sought to please her

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

still leaned against the door, her

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can

the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

the entire night by Alexis’ side,

between

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

morning routine of

mood, clung to Rena,

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

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

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

a man prone to explaining and dictating.

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering to

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his