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

nestled her face against

cheek and

continued to

and instead held

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

couldn’t

way to cook things

silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

she gazed

a depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

Rena

car once more, a somber ambiance hung

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

her seat, her body weighed down

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

up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

world with only

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

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

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

Alexis’ room

wardrobe, clutched her teddy

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

struck Rena

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would be too

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

eyes revealing a mixture

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

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

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

room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

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

dinner, savoring each

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 smile adorning

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

softly,

door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

as their bodies melded together, an intimate

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized that Waylen was

battles, he, too, had endured his share

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

growing ragged

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far

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

within his chest, rediscovering

kiss her

continued to kiss her,

sought to

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

his offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can

a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side,

between Waylen and

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

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

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but

mother spoils her child excessively, the

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

be intimidated. Her sole focus was

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her mashed

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap,

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black