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 through her curly

face against his chest,

and

continued to remain

from forcing her and instead held

of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father,

happiness couldn’t be bought

went out of her way to cook things

telling her that he got

arms from 7 a.m,

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

up, she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding

from under

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

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and

tears, but more

moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

to collect herself, to find

her need for space

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not your

and it was Waylen on the

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

the door to Alexis’ room

her teddy bear tightly, her voice

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held

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

scene struck

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the

would

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing

she leaned in

in every inflection.

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

of just how much he needed her by

Rena had been

their shared responsibility, his love for them both

Alexis finally stepped out of

dinner, savoring each bite with

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a smile adorning

lamp, Leaving Alexis to

his

out softly, her voice breaking the

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

have a

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

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

mingled, growing ragged with

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

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

intentions were far

sought to please and comfort her, to

within his chest,

had that urge to kiss

continued to kiss her, savoring

fervently sought to please her in

a hoarse voice, he 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 legs weakened

hand supporting her waist,

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

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi.

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

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

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

the atmosphere between

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

in a cheerful mood, clung

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

but his gaze met

the child

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

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

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

an instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

a sip of his black coffee, his