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

against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

to

her and instead held

she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

she

a depth of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

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

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

curling around him as he whispered, “She

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed her

but more

had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her

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

perceptive, respected her need for space

Rena managed

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to the

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an unspoken

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

door to Alexis’ room

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale

in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

struck

sacrifices Waylen had

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

would be too

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

Waylen 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 realized that he didn’t need

reminded him of just how much

Rena had

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring

showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena

dimmed the bedside lamp,

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind

a serious conversation lingering in

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

his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

as their bodies melded together,

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

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

growing ragged with

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

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

intentions were far

to please and comfort her, to

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

as he fervently sought to please

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

her legs weakened by

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

desire

offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You

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

clothes and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen and Rena

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

as he told

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

spoils her child excessively, the child

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he

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

contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black