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 curly brown

face against his

and

continued to

forcing her and instead held her in his

didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

couldn’t be bought

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

up, she

depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under

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

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

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

her body weighed down by

time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different

tears welled up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her a

but more came rushing

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

collect herself, to find

need for space and

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand,

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was

steady, pierced through

come to

his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed

villa was heavy with

kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines

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

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

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

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

gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

she would be too

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

his eyes revealing a mixture

book to Rena and quietly

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the fairy

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

room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

had reminded him of just how

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

savoring each

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

softly,

up and approached her, closing the door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

that enveloped them

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and

growing ragged

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

and comfort her, to

raced within his chest,

to kiss her

long while, he continued to kiss

as he fervently sought to please

shower and get ready for

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can

offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi.

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

spent the entire night by Alexis’

between Waylen

affection,

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

clung

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

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

the child may become dependent

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting

focus was

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to

Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

adhering to his own set of principles

her dearly, but he believed

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

herself, Rena

his black coffee,