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.

ran

her face against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you

to remain

from forcing her and instead held her in his

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 to

couldn’t

her way to cook things the little girl

telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

she

shared a depth of

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

body weighed down

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her a tissue.

but more

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

sought to collect

for space

an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

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

calm and steady, pierced

to the

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

villa was heavy with

own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

the cramped space. In his hands,

his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

scene struck

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

would

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

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

word she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her

Waylen stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

him of just how much he needed

comprehended that Rena had been his

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

evening, Alexis finally stepped

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind

a serious conversation

her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

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

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

moment, she realized that Waylen was

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

features were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

growing ragged with

across her face. She had intended

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

were

he sought to please and comfort her, to

his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any

to kiss her, savoring the

sought to please her

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

leaned against the door, her legs

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the master

his offer, her voice soft as a

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 attend to something in

retrieved her clothes and

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

to challenge his assertion, but

her child excessively, the

Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling independence

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

contain herself, Rena said,

his black