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.

ran his hand through her curly

nestled her face against

her cheek and asked,

continued to

her and

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7

Rena answered the phone for

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

her desire to go to school, and Rena

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

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

her body weighed down by

witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

out the cigarette and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space

eternity, Rena

clasped her hand,

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady,

come to the

trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand.

the villa

She had sought refuge

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant

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

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

beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to

soon returning to

poignant scene struck Rena

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

she would

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

she leaned in to kiss

in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he

of just how much he needed her by his

that Rena

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

she slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study,

called out softly,

closing the door behind

to have a serious conversation lingering

a word, Waylen pulled her into

his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

a moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

growing ragged with

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

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

intentions were

to remind her of the depth

his chest,

had that urge to kiss her

to kiss her,

irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

supporting her

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

with Lexi. You can

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

her clothes and headed to the guest room

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

clung to

a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

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

excessively, the child may become dependent

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

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to be

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

dearly, but he believed in

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

to contain herself, Rena

sip of his black