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 curly

face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

to

her and instead

of autism, and 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

things the

telling her that

Alexis in his arms from

called Waylen, and Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed

of understanding that words

emerged from under the

her desire to go to school, and Rena and

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

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

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

in her own world with only Waylen by

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

her need for space and time

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

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to the

back of her hand. The pain momentarily

villa was heavy with

kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of

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

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

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

gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

scene struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

amount of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges alone

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her

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

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

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

her late dinner, savoring

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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 absent from

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

have a

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

discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together, an

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that Waylen was not

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that

to the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

growing ragged with each

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

lingering as he

intentions were far

her, to remind

his chest, rediscovering that

had that urge to kiss her without any

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

as he fervently sought

Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

still leaned against the door, her legs

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

desire more, we can go

offer, her voice

with Lexi. You can

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room.

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

by

atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection,

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

cheerful mood, clung

he told his daughter, “You

but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

excessively, the child may become dependent

prone to explaining

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her

to contain herself, Rena said,

sip of his