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

against his

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

her and instead held her

Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

couldn’t

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

telling her

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

up, she

depth of understanding

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

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, “She has experienced moments like this before. This

sank back in her seat, her body weighed

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

tears welled up, unspoken

and handed her

wiped away her tears, but more came

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

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

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

Rena managed to regain

her hand, his

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the other end

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain

the villa was heavy with

caution, aware that Alexis 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 with her, their

careful. A soft-spoken servant

Alexis’ room open,

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

dressed impeccably 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

entrance, Waylen’s 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

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

would

voice soft as

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

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

her love and concern evident in every

Waylen stood 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 he didn’t need to face these challenges alone

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

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

her late dinner, savoring

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a smile

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet

out softly, her

up and approached her, closing the door behind him

a serious conversation

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

she realized that

as she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

breaths mingled, growing ragged

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were far

comfort her, to remind her of the depth

his chest, rediscovering

kiss her

he continued to kiss her,

sought to please her

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

body still leaned against the door, her

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

declined his offer, her

sleep with Lexi. You can

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet.

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

night by Alexis’ side,

the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

clung to

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

something, to challenge his assertion, but

excessively, the child may become dependent in the

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way

intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

herself, Rena said,

sip of his black coffee, his