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

against his

her cheek and

continued to

forcing her and

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 his power to

happiness couldn’t be

out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She

telling her that he

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

she gazed at

a depth of understanding that

arrived, Alexis emerged from under

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

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

in her seat, her body weighed down by

witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came

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

collect

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

her hand, his voice

not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of the

calm and steady, pierced

come to the

hand.

villa was heavy

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

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

room open, her eyes

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

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

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

scene struck Rena to

immense sacrifices

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently.

she would be too

removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

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 needed her by his

comprehended that Rena had been his

them both ran deep,

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

late dinner, savoring each

bedtime story.

lamp,

She found him in his study, sitting in

out softly, her voice breaking

door behind him with a deliberate motion.

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

face. She had intended to discuss about

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far

to remind her

his chest,

to kiss

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

he fervently sought to please

Go take a shower and get

door, her legs weakened by

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can

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

and headed to

by Alexis’ side, providing

between Waylen

with newfound tenderness and affection,

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

mood, clung to Rena, seeking

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

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap,

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed in

lap and resuming her meal independently.

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his black coffee, his tone