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

her face against his

cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

her and instead held her in his

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

at Rena, silently telling her that he

from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

she gazed at

of understanding

from under

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

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed

her tears, but more

Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own

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

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

eternity, Rena managed to regain

hand,

not

and it was Waylen on the other

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

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

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

cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the

soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read

poignant scene struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

she would be

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

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

Waylen stood outside 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 to face these

just how much he needed her

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

savoring

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her voice

and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

she realized that Waylen

own emotional battles, he,

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

ragged with each passing

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

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

were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

had that urge to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

against the door, her

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

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

child excessively, the

a man prone to explaining and

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

but he believed in instilling independence in

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone