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

her face against

cheek and asked,

to

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

at Rena, silently telling her

his arms from

and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

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

weighed down

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed

wiped away her tears, but more

moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand,

not your

it was Waylen on the other

voice, calm and steady,

to the

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

villa

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 small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an unspoken

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

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

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

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories

to the pages of the book, resuming the

struck Rena to her

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

at her, his eyes revealing

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

she leaned in

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

Rena had been

love for them both ran deep,

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

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

called out softly,

and approached her, closing the door behind

her intent to have a serious conversation

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was

emotional battles, he, too, had endured

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them

mingled, growing ragged with

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

of tobacco lingering

were far from

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind

within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought

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

her legs

her waist, she might have crumpled to

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

offer, her

sleep with Lexi. You

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told his

but his gaze

excessively, the child may become dependent in

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

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

resuming her meal independently. Food

Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee, his