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 brown

her face against

and

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held her

speak. As a father, he

couldn’t be bought with

things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed at

shared a depth of

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

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

him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

in her seat, her body weighed down by

vibrant and full

unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her a

her tears, but more came

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

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

need for space and time to process her

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his voice tender

not

was Waylen on

and steady, pierced

come to the

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

atmosphere within the villa

servants moved with 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

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

clutched her teddy bear

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

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless times

struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t

she would be too

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

her, his eyes revealing

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the

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

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

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

reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

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 the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

her intent to have a

pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

their bodies melded together, an

that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far from

and comfort her, to remind her of the depth

within his

that urge to kiss her without any sexual

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

sought

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

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

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

Lexi. You can get

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in

and headed to the guest room for a

night by Alexis’

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

with newfound tenderness and affection, as

on her early morning routine of preparing

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

a hint of nonchalance as he told his

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but

spoils her child excessively, the child may

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

loved her dearly, but he believed in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his