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 his hand through her

face against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in his

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

happiness couldn’t be bought

to cook things the little girl liked. She then

telling her that

Alexis in his arms from

Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for the

up, she gazed

depth of understanding that

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

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

solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

up, unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down

own world with only Waylen by her side.

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

respected her need for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was

calm and steady, pierced through

to

of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

the villa was

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

her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

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

within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale

his focus soon returning to the pages of

poignant scene struck

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned

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

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

how much he needed

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

them

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in Rena’s

bodies melded together, an

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share

that softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

growing ragged

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

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

intentions were far

her, to remind her of the depth of his

raced within his

kiss

he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to please her in

late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

leaned against the door, her

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her

desire more,

offer, her voice soft

Lexi.

on the study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

clothes and headed to

by Alexis’ side,

following day, the atmosphere between

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

assertion, but his

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

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

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to

an instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

to contain herself, Rena said,

of his