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 through

nestled her face against his

cheek and asked,

to

her and

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

couldn’t be bought with

things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

she gazed

a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

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

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

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

her seat, her body weighed down by

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

unspoken

and handed her a

away her tears, but more

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through

to the

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

servants 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

servant showed

room open, her eyes

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

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

would be too

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

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that

how much he needed her by his

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

evening, Alexis finally

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

the bedside lamp,

Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

Rena called out softly,

her, closing the door behind him with

have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

stand still as their bodies melded

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was

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

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

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

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

growing ragged

face. She had intended to discuss about

of tobacco lingering

intentions were

to remind her of

within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

he fervently sought to

in a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

hand supporting her waist, she

“If you desire

offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You

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 in the

her clothes and headed to the guest room

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

affection, as if a

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine

clung to Rena, seeking

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

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

child excessively, the child may become

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

was showering

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

but he believed

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

Rena

his black coffee, his