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 curly brown

her face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and

to

and instead held her

her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his power

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

hanging up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words

from under

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

a somber ambiance hung

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

weighed down

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and

unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more came rushing down her

only Waylen by her

Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and time to process

eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand,

not

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

and steady, pierced

to the

Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her

villa was

own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

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

struck

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

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

would be too

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

eyes revealing

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

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

concern evident in

stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t

had reminded him of just how much

Rena

for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

struck nine in the evening, Alexis

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with a smile adorning her

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

called out softly, her voice breaking the

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen

own emotional battles, he,

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

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

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

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

intentions were far

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

his

to kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

sought to please

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

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

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

“If you desire more, we

Rena declined his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi. You

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection, as

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

but

excessively, the

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

focus was showering Alexis with all

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

an instant, Alexis

lap, yearning to be

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

but he believed in instilling independence in

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

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black coffee, his