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

against his chest,

cheek and asked,

to remain

forcing her and instead held

exhibited signs of 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

Rena, silently telling her that he got

Alexis in his arms from 7

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

she

a depth of understanding that words

emerged from under

Rena and Waylen

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

around him as he whispered,

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed

her tears, but

her own world with only Waylen by her

Rena sought to collect herself,

need for space and time to process her

eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand,

it’s not

and it was Waylen on

calm and steady, pierced

come to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

within the villa was heavy

caution, aware that 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 work to be with her, their silent

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

room open, her eyes widening at the sight

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

struck Rena

immense sacrifices

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

would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

her, his eyes revealing a

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

leaned

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

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

love for them both ran deep, transcending

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

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

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

to have a serious conversation lingering in

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen

he, too, had endured his

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.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

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

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

mingled, growing ragged

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind

within his chest, rediscovering that

had that urge to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

door, her legs weakened by

her waist, she

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can

her voice soft

sleep with Lexi.

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

her clothes and headed to the guest room

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

her with newfound tenderness and affection,

disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of

cheerful mood, clung to

a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child

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

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

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

an instant, Alexis

lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering

but he believed in instilling independence

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said, “She’s

sip of his