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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

face against his chest, remaining

and asked, “Do

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead

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

happiness couldn’t be

things the little girl liked. She

Rena, silently telling her

Alexis in his arms from 7

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

up, she gazed

a depth of understanding that words

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

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

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness

smoke curling around him as he whispered,

her body weighed down by a mixture of

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

the cigarette and

her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

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

perceptive, respected her need for

Rena managed

clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

was

calm and steady, pierced

to

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,

within the villa

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 her, their

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

Alexis’ room open,

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

scene struck

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

she would be

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

his eyes revealing a mixture

quietly stepped out of

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

love and concern evident in every

around him in wisps.

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

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

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

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

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 night, Alexis drifted off to sleep

lamp,

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him

to have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

their bodies melded together, an intimate

moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

ragged

She had intended to

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to

within his chest,

that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss

as he fervently sought to please her in every

he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

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

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

declined his offer, her voice soft as

Lexi. You can get me

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

clothes and headed to

entire night by

between Waylen and Rena had

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

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

cheerful mood, clung to

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers,

the child may become dependent

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

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

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

Alexis

lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering

her dearly, but he believed in instilling

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

herself, Rena

his black coffee,