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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

nestled her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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

couldn’t

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

Rena, silently telling her that he

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

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

up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

as he whispered, “She

weighed

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

tears welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more came

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

collect herself, to find a glimmer of

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the other end

and steady, pierced through

to the

by his 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 taxi, her heart racing as

within the villa was

moved with utmost 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

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

room open,

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

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

scene struck Rena

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

she would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

had reminded him of just how much

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

them both ran deep,

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

her late dinner, savoring each

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

her intent to have a

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

their bodies

warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

mingled, 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

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

intentions were

her, to remind her of the depth

within his

had that urge to kiss her

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

sought to please her in

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

leaned against the door, her

supporting her waist, she

you desire more, we can go

her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi.

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

and headed

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

between Waylen and Rena

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

he told his daughter, “You can

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

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

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

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

he believed in

and resuming her

contain herself, Rena said,

his black coffee, his tone