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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

her face against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held

she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense

couldn’t be bought with

things the little

Rena, silently telling her

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

up, she

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from under

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

away her tears, but more came

with only

shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

her need for

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

was Waylen on

steady,

come to the

trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an unspoken

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

door to Alexis’ room open, her

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

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

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

struck Rena to her

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

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

would be

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

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

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that

of just how

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with

extra love 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 Alexis to rest

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind him

her intent to have a serious conversation

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

moment, she realized that

emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

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 amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

intentions were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

his chest, rediscovering

kiss

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to please her in

he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

against the door, her legs

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

“If you desire more, we can

declined his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection,

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

clung to

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held and

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

he believed in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black coffee, his tone