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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and

continued to

and

her when she didn’t want to speak. As

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

way to cook things the

telling her that

his arms from

Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from

desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

somber ambiance hung in

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

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

respected her need for space and

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his voice

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

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, her heart

within the villa was

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 be with her, their silent

careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

clutched her teddy

in a formal suit, sat beside her, 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 pages of the

scene struck Rena

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

mother, couldn’t bear to watch

she would

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me

eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

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

around him in wisps. Taking a deep

him of just how much he needed her by

Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

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

late dinner, savoring

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

softly, her

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with

a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

she realized that Waylen was not

her own emotional battles, he,

was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that

resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender

mingled, growing ragged with

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far

to please and comfort her, to remind her of

within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any sexual

kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to please her

Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

his offer, her voice soft

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

and

entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a

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

clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he

challenge his assertion, but

the child may become dependent in the

prone to explaining and dictating. After all,

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

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

instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

he believed

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee, his tone