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

her face against his chest,

and asked, “Do

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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 remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything

couldn’t be bought

out of her way to cook things the little

glanced at Rena, silently telling

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

answered the

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

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

weighed down by a mixture of

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

unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

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

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

calm and steady, pierced

come to

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi,

within the villa was heavy with

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,

servant showed her the way.

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open,

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

a formal 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

his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

struck Rena to her

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

she would be too

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

his eyes revealing a mixture

quietly stepped out

quivering with emotion as she leaned in

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

smoke curling around him in

of just how

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

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

dinner, savoring each bite

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night,

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

the door behind him with

a serious conversation lingering in her

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

their bodies melded together,

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

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that

emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were far from

comfort her, to remind her of

within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without any sexual

while, he continued to kiss

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some

her

her waist, she might have crumpled to

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go

his offer, her voice soft

Lexi.

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to

clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

cheerful mood, clung

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

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

fleeting glance, adhering to his own

dearly, but he believed in

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

Rena

his black