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 hand through her curly

against his chest, remaining

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to remain

and instead held her

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

couldn’t

to cook things the little

telling her that he

arms from 7

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

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words

emerged from under the quilt,

go to school, and Rena and

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

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

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

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

tears welled up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her

tears, but

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her

the villa was heavy with

with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines

the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

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

his focus soon returning to

scene struck Rena

sacrifices

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 responsibilities

she would

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

his eyes revealing a

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

just how much he

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

devoured her late dinner, savoring

love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly, her voice breaking

closing the door

nodded, her intent to have a

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

initially unsettled her,

she realized that Waylen was not

battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past

they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

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

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

intentions were far

please and comfort her, to remind her of

his chest, rediscovering

had that urge to kiss her without

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

as he fervently sought

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

body still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

you desire more, we can go to

Rena declined his offer, her voice

sleep with Lexi. You can

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

retrieved her clothes and headed to

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if a shift

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

a hint of nonchalance as he

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

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

her dearly, but he believed in

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

Rena

took a sip of his black coffee, his tone