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 hand

face against

and asked, “Do you

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her

Waylen 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 power to make her

couldn’t be bought with

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She

silently telling

Alexis in his arms from 7

answered the phone for him, rescheduling

hanging up, she gazed at

of understanding that words couldn’t

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

go to school, and Rena

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air,

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her

but

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed

clasped her hand, his

not your

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

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she

villa

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

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

scene struck Rena to her

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

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

against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

him of just how much

comprehended that Rena

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

savoring each

had showered Alexis 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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from

out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

features were obscured, the atmosphere that

initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

ragged with

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

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

intentions were far from

to please and comfort her, to

raced within his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her without any sexual

to kiss her,

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

“If you desire more, we

offer, her voice soft

with Lexi.

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

clothes and headed to the guest room for

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

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

of nonchalance as he told

to challenge his assertion, but

the child may become

to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

Rena

a sip of his black coffee, his tone