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.

ran his hand through her curly brown

face against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

from forcing her and instead held her in his

than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

out of her way to cook things the little

Rena, silently telling

Alexis in his arms from

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This

her seat, 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 child that morning,

unspoken remorse flooding her

the cigarette and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more came

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

her need for space and

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his

it’s not

and it was Waylen on the other

and steady,

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 a taxi,

the villa was heavy with

caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

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

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

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 the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

would

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

at her, his eyes revealing a

Rena and quietly stepped

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

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

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

of just how much he

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

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

bedside lamp,

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

out softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind

to have a serious conversation

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

stand still as their bodies

unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

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

mingled, growing ragged with each

across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

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

were

to remind her of the depth

raced within his chest,

urge to kiss

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

as he fervently sought to please her

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

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

desire more, we can

her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

clothes and headed

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between

affection, as if a shift had

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

clung to Rena,

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

but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

man prone

focus was showering Alexis

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

Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee,