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

nestled her face against his

her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held

she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing

couldn’t be bought

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

at Rena, silently telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

hanging up, she gazed at

of understanding

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

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

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

solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and

but more came

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her

Rena sought to collect herself,

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his

not

buzzed, and it was Waylen on

and steady, pierced through

come to the

back of her hand.

within the villa was heavy

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

careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way.

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

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

scene struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

would

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

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

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

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t

arrival had reminded him of just how much

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

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

Alexis finally stepped out

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 adorning

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking the

door behind him

have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded together, an

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that Waylen

emotional battles, he, too, had endured

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them

mingled, growing ragged with

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 a

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth

raced within his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her without any sexual

to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

you desire more, we can go to the

her voice

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

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

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

excessively, the child may

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

an instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

glance, adhering to his

he believed in instilling

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

Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee, his