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

face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

her and instead held her in

didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

to cook things

silently telling her

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

she gazed

depth of understanding that words

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

to go to school, and Rena

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber

him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child

unspoken

cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but more came rushing down her

her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

collect herself, to find a

her need for

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

and it was

voice, calm and steady, pierced

to

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

villa was heavy with unspoken

aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

room open, her eyes widening at the

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

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

scene struck

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

amount of 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 the responsibilities that came

she would be too

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

eyes revealing a mixture of

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of

her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

her love and concern evident in every

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 alone

of just how much he needed her by

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

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

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

Rena called out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

have a serious conversation lingering

her

slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

realized that Waylen was

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

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

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her

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

as he fervently sought to please her in

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

against the door, her legs

her

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

her voice soft

with Lexi. You can

the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

night by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between

tenderness and affection,

on her early morning routine of

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told

something, to challenge his assertion, but

her child excessively, the

a man prone to explaining and dictating.

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

feeling 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 abandoned

lap, yearning to be

glance, adhering to his

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his tone