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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and

to

refrained from forcing her and

children, Alexis exhibited signs 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 to do everything in his power

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis

telling her that he

from 7 a.m,

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

hanging up, she gazed at

a depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

car once more, a somber

solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and

but more

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

shut, Rena sought to collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

villa

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

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

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

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

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages

scene struck Rena to

immense sacrifices Waylen had made

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

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

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

how much he needed

that Rena had been his emotional anchor

for them both ran

in the evening, Alexis

savoring each bite with

personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly,

approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

a serious

her into his embrace, pressing

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

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, her touch offering solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

mingled, growing ragged with each

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were

and comfort her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

fervently sought to please her

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

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You can

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

clothes and headed to

night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

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

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

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

he

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

excessively, the child may become

man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his tone