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 his hand

nestled her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and

to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in his

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, willing to do everything in

couldn’t be bought

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

Rena, silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

she

depth of understanding that words

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

and Rena

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

curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

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

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

up, unspoken remorse

the cigarette and

her tears, but more

world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect

her need for space and time to process her

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not

and it was Waylen on the

and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

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

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

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless

scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing

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

leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the fairy

weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

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 to face these challenges

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

Rena had

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

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

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

lamp,

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

have a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

bodies

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

realized

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

shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

confusion etched across her face. She had

of tobacco lingering as he

were

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her

he continued to kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

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

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

declined his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

switched on 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

retrieved her clothes and headed to

by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine of preparing breakfast

mood, clung to

as he told his

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

child excessively, the

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

focus was showering Alexis with all

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

Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

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

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

to contain herself, Rena

of his black coffee,