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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and

to

her and instead

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father,

happiness couldn’t

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

telling

his arms from

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

hanging up, she gazed at

of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

and Rena and Waylen accompanied

somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

curling around him as he whispered, “She

in her seat, her body weighed down by

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and

her tears, but more came rushing down her

isolation in her own world with only Waylen

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

respected her need for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

hand, his voice tender

it’s not

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

and steady, pierced through

come to the

the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

atmosphere within the villa was

utmost caution, aware that 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 to

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

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

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

poignant scene struck Rena

the immense sacrifices

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently.

would be too

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

her, his eyes revealing

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

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

curling around him

of just how

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

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

late dinner, savoring each bite with a

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

the door behind him with a deliberate

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

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

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in

bodies melded

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

mingled, growing ragged with

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

lingering as he

intentions were

her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

he fervently sought to please her

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

door, her legs weakened by the

Waylen’s hand supporting her

desire more, we can go to the master

his offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

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

retrieved her clothes and headed

entire night by Alexis’ side,

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of

mood, clung to Rena, seeking

as he told

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

as a man prone to explaining and

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

an instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

loved her dearly, but he believed

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his