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

her face against his chest,

her cheek and

to remain

and instead held her

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

silently telling her that

his arms from

and Rena answered the phone

up, she

depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

somber

curling around him as he whispered,

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and

tears welled up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a

tears, but more came rushing down her

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

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

her need for space and time to

Rena managed to

hand, his

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to the

her hand. The

villa was heavy with

had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

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

room open,

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

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

poignant scene struck

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

would be

her shoes, her voice soft as

eyes revealing a mixture

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

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep

just how

Rena had been

love for them both ran deep,

the evening, Alexis finally stepped

savoring each bite with a newfound

attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

lamp, Leaving Alexis

the 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

called out softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

a soft and tender kiss

ragged with

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

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

were far from

sought to please and comfort her, to

his chest,

had that urge to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

her legs weakened by the intensity

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

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

her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi.

the 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

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

excessively, the child

man prone to explaining and dictating. After

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held and

adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

contain herself, Rena

sip of his black