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 through her

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held her

children, Alexis exhibited signs of autism, and 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

things

Rena, silently telling her that

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling

hanging up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

school, and Rena and

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

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more

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

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

her need for

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

clasped her hand,

it’s not

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

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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 Waylen had rushed back from work to

soft-spoken servant showed

the door to Alexis’ room open,

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

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

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless

scene struck

sacrifices Waylen

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

she would be too

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

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

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

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

just how

Rena had been his emotional anchor

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both

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

savoring each bite with a

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study,

softly,

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into his

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

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

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of

growing ragged with each

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

were far

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of

his chest,

that urge to kiss her without

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

he fervently sought

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

her legs weakened

her waist, she might have crumpled to

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi.

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine

mood, clung to

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

child excessively, the

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held

glance, adhering to his

but he believed in instilling independence in

from Rena’s lap and resuming her

Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee,