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

face against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her in

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense

happiness couldn’t be bought

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

at Rena, silently telling her that

his arms from

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

hanging up, she

depth of

Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and

her tears, but more came

own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space and time to

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

hand, his voice

it’s not

was Waylen

and steady, pierced

to

by his 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, her heart racing as she headed

the villa

servants moved with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

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

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

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read

scene struck

immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

would be too

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

eyes revealing

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

with emotion as she leaned in

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

against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

him of just how much

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

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

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

her late dinner, savoring

drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

softly, her voice breaking the

closing the door

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

utter a word, Waylen pulled her

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

within his chest,

had that urge to kiss

kiss her, savoring the intimate

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

body still leaned against the door, her

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can get me

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

and headed

by

between

and affection,

morning routine of

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his black coffee,