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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

her face against

cheek and

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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 make her

couldn’t be

to cook things the

silently telling her

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

up, she gazed

of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

desire to go to school, and Rena

a somber ambiance hung

around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

Rena managed to regain a sense

hand, his

it’s not

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

steady, pierced through

to

hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

villa was heavy with unspoken

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to

but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

door to Alexis’ room open,

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to

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

poignant scene struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch

she would

her voice soft as

revealing a mixture

tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

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

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t

arrival had reminded him of just how much

comprehended that Rena had

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

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

lamp, Leaving

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind

have a

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized that

carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

ragged with each passing

door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to

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

intentions were far

please and comfort her, to remind her

his

to kiss her without

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please

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

her legs weakened

her

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

offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can get

in

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

between Waylen and

affection,

disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of

clung

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

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

excessively, the child may become dependent in

Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and

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

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

Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

her dearly, but he

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

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,