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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked,

to

and instead held her in his

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

silently telling her that he got

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

school, and Rena and Waylen

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

unspoken remorse flooding her

the cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but more

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

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process her

eternity, Rena managed

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not

was Waylen on the other end of

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed

within the villa was heavy with

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

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

room open, her eyes widening at

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

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 with unwavering

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

poignant scene struck Rena to her

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with

she would be too

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

eyes revealing a mixture

to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

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

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

just how much

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

Rena had showered 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 off to sleep with a

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

her intent to have a serious

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

their bodies melded together,

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

were obscured, the atmosphere that

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were

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

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss

to kiss her, savoring

sought to please her in

a shower and get ready for bed.

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

supporting her

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get me

a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

the entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if a shift had occurred

morning routine of preparing

clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

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

the child may become dependent in

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

adhering to his own set of

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black