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

nestled her face against

cheek and asked,

to

her and instead held her in

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, willing to do everything in his power

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

to cook things the little girl

at Rena, silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m,

and Rena answered the

she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different

up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed

tears, but

had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

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

her need for space and time to

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

hand, his voice

not

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

calm and steady, pierced

come to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with

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

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

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

to the pages of the book, resuming

struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would be

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

her, his eyes revealing a

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to

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

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

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

reminded him of just how much he needed

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

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

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

savoring each

Rena had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

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

intent to have a serious conversation

her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together,

that initially unsettled her, yet she

moment, she realized that

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

parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

that enveloped

the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were far

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

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss

he fervently sought to please her

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

the door, her

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

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

his offer, her

will sleep with Lexi. You

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

her clothes and

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection, as

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

but his gaze met hers, and

child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap,

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

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

Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his tone