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.

Waylen ran his hand through

face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked,

continued to

her and instead held her in

better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her

happiness couldn’t be bought with

way to cook things the

Rena, silently telling her that he got

Alexis in his arms from 7

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

she

shared a depth of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under

to school, and Rena and

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

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

seat, her body weighed down

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

unspoken

cigarette and handed her a tissue.

away her tears, but more

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

respected her need for

Rena

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

steady,

come to

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

villa was

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 company an unspoken

the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

to Alexis’ room open, her

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

poignant scene struck Rena

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 suffer silently. She

she would be

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

his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

Waylen stood outside the 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 face these challenges

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by

Rena

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

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

she slipped out of the room, 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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

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

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

ragged

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

he fervently sought to please her

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

door, her legs weakened

supporting her waist, she might have

desire more,

his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi.

switched on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room.

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

morning routine of preparing

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

but his gaze met hers,

her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her mashed

Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

a fleeting glance, adhering to

he believed in instilling independence in

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

contain herself, Rena said,

his black coffee,