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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

against his chest,

and

continued to remain

her and instead held her in his

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 to make her

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

up, she

depth of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

Rena and Waylen accompanied

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air,

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This

in her seat, her body weighed down

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her

but

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

sought to collect herself, to

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time to

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

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

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages

struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

she would

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

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

love and concern evident in every inflection. The

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

just how much he

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

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

late dinner, savoring

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 off to sleep

the bedside lamp,

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

softly, her

he stood up and approached her, closing the door

her intent to have a

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

their bodies melded

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

realized that Waylen was

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

lips to hers, initiating a soft and

growing ragged with each

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were

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

his chest,

urge to kiss her without any

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

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

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

supporting her waist, she might have

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

offer, her

will sleep with Lexi.

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for

night by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

mood, clung to

he told his daughter, “You can handle

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

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

as a man prone to explaining

sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to

adhering to his own

he believed in instilling independence in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone