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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

face against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

forcing her and instead held her

children, Alexis exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew 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,

happiness couldn’t

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little

Rena, silently telling

from

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

up, she

of

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

and Rena and Waylen

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely

welled up, unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed her

away her tears, but

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

to collect

perceptive, respected her need for space

eternity, Rena managed

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to

unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

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

returning to the pages of

poignant scene struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

would

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

his eyes revealing a

Rena and quietly stepped

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

of just how much he needed her

fully comprehended that Rena

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

lamp, Leaving

she slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from his

out softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door behind him with

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

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

moment, she realized that

emotional battles, he, too,

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

the atmosphere that enveloped

resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

ragged with each passing

door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole

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

intentions were far

comfort her, to remind her of the depth

within his chest,

urge to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss

he fervently sought to please her in

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

still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

you desire more, we can

her

will sleep with Lexi. You can

in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

clothes and headed to

entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection,

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

a cheerful mood, clung to

as he told

his assertion, but his gaze met

excessively, the child may become

him as a man prone

was showering Alexis with all

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

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

Rena said, “She’s

of his