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

nestled her face against his chest,

and asked, “Do

to remain

and instead held her in

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 with

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

telling

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

hanging up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that words

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came rushing down her

in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost

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

respected her need for space and time to

Rena managed

clasped her hand, his

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

and steady, pierced

come to the

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

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

the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

poignant scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

she would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

revealing a mixture of relief

quietly

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

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

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 to face these

just how much he

that Rena had

love for them both ran

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis

bedside lamp, Leaving

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,

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

have a serious conversation lingering in

her

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

atmosphere that

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

ragged with each passing

etched across her face. She had

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were far

her, to

his

had that urge to kiss her without any

continued to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity

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

you desire more, we

declined his offer, her voice soft

Lexi. You can get

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

and headed to the guest room for

spent the entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

tenderness and affection, as if

on her early morning routine of preparing

clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

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

her child excessively, the child may

prone to explaining and

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

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

he believed in instilling independence

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

sip of his black coffee, his