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.

Waylen ran his hand through

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

and asked,

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead

other children, Alexis exhibited 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 of remorse for her struggles,

happiness couldn’t

things the little girl liked. She

silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7 a.m, to

and Rena answered the phone for

she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

in her seat, her body weighed down by a

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more came rushing

in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious,

collect herself,

for space and time to process

eternity, Rena managed to regain

gently clasped her hand, his

it’s not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

unexpected request, 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 heart

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

A soft-spoken servant showed her

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

poignant scene struck

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

she would

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as

her, his eyes revealing

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

and concern evident in

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

arrival had reminded him of just how much

Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

late dinner, savoring each

Rena had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

have a serious

pulled her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

she realized that Waylen

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he,

shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that

lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he

were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without any

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

sought to please

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

the door, her legs

her waist,

you desire more, we can

offer, her voice

with Lexi. You can get me

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

clothes and headed

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

a hint of nonchalance as he told

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

mother spoils her child excessively, the child

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

glance, adhering to his own set

he believed in instilling

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

Rena said,

of his black coffee, his