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.

Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

face against

her cheek and asked,

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father,

couldn’t

went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

silently telling her that he

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

up, she gazed

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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 air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

seat, her body weighed down by a

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

respected her need for space and time to

eternity, Rena

her hand, his voice tender

it’s not

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

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

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,

the villa was heavy with

She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe,

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

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

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

she would be too

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

eyes revealing a mixture of

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

leaned in

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

of just how much he

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent

softly,

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

a serious

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized

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

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

atmosphere that enveloped them

to the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a

ragged with

She had intended

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

intentions were far from

her, to remind

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss

fervently sought to please her in every

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

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go

Rena declined his offer, her

with Lexi. You can

lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet.

her clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

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

excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

adhering to his own

her dearly, but he believed in

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said, “She’s still

his black coffee, his tone