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

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

up, she gazed

of understanding that words

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

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

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

in her seat, her body weighed down by a

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed

but more came

to her, Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side.

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

respected her need for space and time to

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the other end

and steady, pierced

to

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

within the villa was heavy with

had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed

room open, her eyes widening at the sight

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched 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

gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

scene struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

she would be

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he

reminded him of just how much

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

love for them

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

savoring

even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

his study, sitting

called out softly, her

door behind him with a deliberate

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his

troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

as their bodies melded

unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized

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

shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

were obscured, the atmosphere that

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back

growing ragged

across her face. She had intended to discuss about

lingering as he kissed her with

were far

her, to remind her of the depth of his

his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss

he continued to kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

in a 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

supporting her waist,

her waist, whispering, “If you desire

his offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can

in my room.

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as if

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

as he told

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

spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap,

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

he believed in

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

herself, Rena

a sip of his black