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 curly brown

face against

and asked,

to remain

forcing her and instead held her

Alexis exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she

of understanding that words couldn’t

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

her desire to go to school, and Rena

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments

seat, her body weighed down by a

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a

welled up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

and it was

steady,

to

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain

atmosphere within the villa

retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

A soft-spoken servant showed her

pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

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

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

focus soon returning to the pages of

struck Rena

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

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 any

would be

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

eyes revealing a

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

arrival had reminded him of just how

that Rena had

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

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

her late dinner, savoring

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,

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

Rena called out softly, her voice

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

to have a serious

pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

bodies melded together, an intimate connection

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

she realized that Waylen was

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

it 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 offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

growing ragged

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were

he sought to please and comfort her, to

raced within his

to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought to

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

leaned against the door, her

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

desire more, we can go to

offer, her voice soft as a

Lexi. You

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

in a cheerful mood, clung

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

the child may become dependent in the

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

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

legs and

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

adhering to his own set of

loved her dearly, but he believed

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

herself, Rena said,

took a sip of his black coffee,