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.

eyes, Waylen ran his

against his chest,

her cheek and asked,

continued to

from forcing her and instead

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles,

happiness couldn’t be

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

silently telling her

in his arms from

and Rena answered

hanging up, she

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

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

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in

him as he whispered,

her seat, her body weighed down

time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her

her tears, but more came

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

Rena sought to collect

respected her need for space

like an eternity, Rena managed

her hand, his

it’s not

was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

unexpected request, Rena’s 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

the villa was heavy with unspoken

had sought refuge in the

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

her

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

returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

she would

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

revealing a mixture of

book to Rena and quietly stepped

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

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

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

of just how much he needed her

fully comprehended that Rena had

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

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

bedside lamp, Leaving

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

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

intent to have a serious conversation

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

strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

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

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

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

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

mingled, growing ragged with

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

lingering as he kissed her

were far from

to remind her of

heart raced within his chest,

had that urge to kiss her

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

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

her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet.

and

spent the entire night by

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

of nonchalance as he told his

his assertion, but his gaze met

mother spoils her child excessively, the child

moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

an instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering

but he believed in instilling independence

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

contain herself, Rena said,

sip of his black coffee,