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

her face against

and

to

her and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

things the little girl liked.

silently telling her that

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

answered

up, she gazed

of

arrived, Alexis emerged from under

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

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

seat, her body weighed down by

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect

respected her need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of the

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

villa was

returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

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

clutched her teddy

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

poignant scene struck

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would be

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

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

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

Waylen 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 need to face

reminded him of just how

fully comprehended that Rena had been his

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

closing the door behind

intent to have a serious

pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

stand still as their bodies melded

unsettled her, yet she refrained from

that moment, she realized

he, too, had endured his share

or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far

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

his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any sexual

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

as he fervently sought to please her in

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

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

supporting her waist, she might

you desire more, we can

her voice soft

Lexi. You

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room.

retrieved her clothes and headed

by Alexis’ side, providing

between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection, as

morning routine of preparing

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

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

excessively, the

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

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

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be held

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

he

and resuming

herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee,