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

nestled her face against his chest,

cheek and

continued to remain

forcing her and

to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

out of her way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

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

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

hanging up, she gazed

depth of understanding that

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

and Rena and Waylen

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

curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

tears, but more came rushing down

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

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

her need for space and time to process her

eternity, Rena

clasped her hand, his voice tender

not

was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

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

the villa was

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,

but careful. A soft-spoken servant

Alexis’ room open, her eyes

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

mother, couldn’t

would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me

his eyes revealing a

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before

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

the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that

how much he needed her

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

the bedside lamp, Leaving

in his study,

softly, her voice

closing the door behind him with

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

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

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

growing ragged with

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

intentions were far from

comfort her, to remind her of the depth

within his

kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

sought to please her

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

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

her waist,

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice soft as

sleep with Lexi.

arm. “Take a shower in my room.

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as

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

cheerful mood, clung

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

but his

her child excessively, the child may

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

her grip on Rena’s legs and

instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering

her dearly, but he believed

Rena’s lap and resuming her

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black