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

nestled her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

her and instead held her

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

at Rena, silently telling

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that

from under the quilt, clutching her

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

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

in her seat, her body weighed down

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more

own world with only Waylen by

sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space and time to process her

Rena managed to regain

hand, his

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

calm and steady, pierced through

come to

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

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

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

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy

returning to the pages of

scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear

she would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

his eyes revealing a

quietly stepped out

leaned in to kiss

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a

of just how

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

shared responsibility, his love for them

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

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying

dimmed the bedside lamp,

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

softly, her

door behind

her intent to have a

her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

as their bodies melded together, an

moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen

had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and

ragged with each passing

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

lingering as he kissed

were far

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

sought to please her in

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

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

offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between Waylen

affection, as if a shift

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

clung to Rena, seeking

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

and

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

Rena

his