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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

against

and

continued to

forcing her and instead held

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

things

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

up, she

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments

body weighed down by a

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came rushing down

moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

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

her need for space and time to process her

like an eternity, Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not your

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

and steady, pierced

come to the

by 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 racing as she headed to Waylen’s

villa

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as a

at her, his eyes revealing a

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

as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

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

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each bite with

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

Rena called out softly, her voice

approached her, closing the door behind him with a

to have a serious conversation lingering in her

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

realized that Waylen was

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

initiating a soft

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

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

intentions were

her, to remind

raced within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to please her in

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

hand supporting her waist, she might have

desire more, we can go to the master

offer, her

Lexi. You can

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

and headed to the guest room for a

spent the entire night by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as if a

on her early morning

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

was

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

an instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

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

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

to contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee,