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 brown

against his chest, remaining

and asked, “Do

continued to remain

from forcing her and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

Rena, silently telling her that he got

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

up, she gazed at

a depth of understanding that

emerged from

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

as he whispered,

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

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

up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side.

sought to collect herself,

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

seemed like an eternity, Rena

clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

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

calm and steady, pierced

to the

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

villa was heavy with

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

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

Alexis’ room open, her

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

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

his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the

scene struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

had reminded him of just how much he needed her

fully comprehended that Rena had

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

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis

devoured her late dinner, savoring

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis

She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

softly, her voice

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

to have a serious conversation

a word, Waylen pulled her into

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

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

that moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

atmosphere that enveloped

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

ragged with each

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

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

were far from

to remind her of the depth of

his

urge to kiss her without

to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

sought to

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

her legs

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

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

declined his offer, her voice

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in

clothes and

spent the entire night by Alexis’

between Waylen and

affection, as if

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

clung

he told his daughter, “You can handle these

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

excessively, the child

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

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

he believed

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee, his