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

against

pinched her cheek and

to

her and instead held her in his

when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl

at Rena, silently telling her

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered the

she

depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

in her seat, her body weighed down

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and

away her tears, but more

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for

Rena managed to regain

her hand, his

it’s not

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

calm and steady,

come to the

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to

villa was heavy with

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 silent company an unspoken

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

room open, her eyes widening at

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

poignant scene struck Rena to her

fully 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 the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

would be

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a

and quietly stepped out of

leaned

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The

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

had reminded him of just how

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

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

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

late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be

bedside lamp, Leaving

her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from his

Rena called out softly,

closing the door behind him with

intent to have a serious

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

that initially unsettled

she realized that Waylen was not

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 his neck, her touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

the atmosphere that

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

ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

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

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind

within his

to kiss her without

continued to kiss

fervently sought to please

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by

hand supporting her waist, she might

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the master

offer, her

with Lexi. You

shower in my room. Your clothes

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

by Alexis’

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

as he told his daughter, “You

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had

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

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

Alexis

lap, yearning to be

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

but he believed in instilling

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said,

of his black coffee, his