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 through her curly brown

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked,

to remain

and instead held her

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

couldn’t be

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

silently telling her that

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

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words

from under the quilt,

desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

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

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

her body weighed down by a mixture

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed

but

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost

sought to collect herself, to find a

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

eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his voice

not your

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of the

calm and steady,

come to the

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed

the villa was heavy with

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

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

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

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

scene struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

would be too

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

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

room, leaning 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

him of just how much he needed

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

evening, Alexis finally stepped out

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice

closing the door behind him with a

intent to have a

Waylen pulled her into his

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that

had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

initiating a

growing ragged

door, 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 delicate and

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

within his

had that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to please her

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

the door, her legs weakened by

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get

in my room. Your

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

in a cheerful mood, clung

he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

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

an instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

her dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black