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, remaining

cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

her and instead

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 in his power to make her

happiness couldn’t be bought

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

telling

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

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

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

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

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her

her tears, but more came rushing down her

isolation in her own world with only

to collect herself, to find

for space and time to

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed

her hand, his voice

it’s not your

it was Waylen on the

steady,

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

within the villa was heavy

that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

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

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

poignant scene struck

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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.

would be

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

eyes revealing a mixture of

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

as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

cigarette, the smoke curling around him

him of just how much he needed her by

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

late dinner, savoring each bite with

her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with

the bedside lamp,

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

Rena called out softly, her voice

approached her, closing the door

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

Waylen pulled her into his

his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

unsettled her, yet she

realized that

her own emotional battles, he, too, had

parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

initiating a

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were far

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind

within his chest,

urge to kiss

kiss her, savoring the

sought to please her

a shower

her legs weakened by the intensity of

her waist, she

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

declined his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

mood, clung

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

excessively, the child

as a man prone

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted

instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

glance, adhering to his own

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

of his black