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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

nestled her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and

continued to remain

and instead held her in his

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

couldn’t be

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

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

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

body weighed down by a mixture of

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came rushing down

with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own world in

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

respected her need for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his

not

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

steady,

come to the

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

the villa was heavy with

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,

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

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

clutched her

impeccably 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

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

scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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 with motherhood any

she would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

to Rena and quietly stepped

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in

love and concern evident in

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

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by

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

responsibility, his love for them both

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

savoring each

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

out softly, her voice

approached her, closing the door behind

a serious

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in

to stand still as their bodies melded

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

moment, she realized

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

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

ragged with each

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

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

intentions were far from

to please and comfort her, to

his

that urge to kiss her

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

fervently sought to please her

shower and

her legs weakened

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

“If you desire more, we can go

his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

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

her clothes and headed to

by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as

early morning routine of preparing

clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

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

excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

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

an instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

but he believed in instilling

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone