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

her face against

pinched her cheek and

continued to

from forcing her and instead

Alexis exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than 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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

went out of her way to cook things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

arms from

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

from under the quilt, clutching

go to school, and Rena

the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

tears, but more came rushing down her

world with only Waylen by

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process

an eternity, Rena managed

hand, his voice tender

it’s not

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to

back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to Waylen’s

within the villa

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the

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

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

In his hands, he held a

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

scene struck Rena to her

immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

she would be

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

eyes revealing a mixture of

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

weight, her love and concern evident in

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need

how

Rena had been

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

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

late dinner, savoring

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her 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

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

out softly, her voice

door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

her into his embrace, pressing her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

that moment, she realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were far from

comfort her, to remind her of the

raced within his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

as he fervently sought to please her in

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

her legs weakened by the intensity of

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can get

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

her clothes and headed to the guest room for

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a

on her early morning routine

cheerful mood, clung to

nonchalance as he told his daughter,

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

excessively, the

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining

Her sole focus was

grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

an instant, Alexis

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen remained

herself, Rena

a sip of his black coffee,