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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

face against his

and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

her and instead held her

As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

to cook things

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m,

Waylen, and Rena answered the

she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

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

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

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

she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and

unspoken remorse flooding her

the cigarette and

tears, but

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

for space and time

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

clasped her hand, his

not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end

steady,

come to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

the cramped space. In his hands, he

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

scene struck Rena to her

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

past conflicts 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

as a whisper.

at her, his eyes revealing a

Rena and quietly stepped

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

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

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

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

them both ran

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep

bedside lamp,

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

softly, her

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

nodded, her intent to have a

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

back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

growing ragged with each passing

She had intended to

of tobacco lingering as

intentions were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

raced within his

kiss her without

kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

desire more, we

declined his offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi. You can get

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

morning

cheerful mood, clung to

he

his assertion, but his

excessively, the child

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

sole focus was showering

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable

Alexis

lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

but he believed in instilling independence in

resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his black coffee, his