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.

Waylen ran his hand through her

against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to

her and instead

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 everything in his power to make her

couldn’t

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she

a depth of understanding that words

from

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

around him as he

her seat, her body weighed

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full

up, unspoken

and

tears, but

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his

it’s not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

calm and steady, pierced

to the

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly

villa was heavy with

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

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

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

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

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

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

poignant scene struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

she would

soft as a whisper. “The

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in

her love and concern evident in

against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these

him of just how much he needed her by his

fully comprehended that Rena had been his

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

savoring

showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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,

softly, her voice breaking the

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

intent to have a serious conversation

a word, 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,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

moment, she realized

emotional battles, he, too, had

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

a soft and tender kiss that transported them

ragged with

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

tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were

and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of his

raced within his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

a shower and

leaned against the door, her legs weakened

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

you desire more,

declined his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to

clothes and headed to the

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen and Rena

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

clung to Rena,

he told his daughter, “You can handle these

assertion, but

child excessively, the child may

prone to

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

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

dearly, but he believed

apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

to contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee, his