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.

ran his hand through her curly brown

face against

her cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

and instead held her

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

couldn’t be

to cook things the little girl

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

from 7

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

she

a depth of understanding that

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

her body weighed down by a mixture

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed

away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his voice tender

it’s not

and it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to

spill onto the back of her hand. The

villa was heavy

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

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

room open, her eyes widening at

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

his focus soon returning to the pages

poignant scene struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with

she would be

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place

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

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

arrival had reminded him of just how much

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

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

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

devoured her late dinner, savoring

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 with a smile adorning

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind him

nodded, her intent to have a

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

stand still as their bodies melded together, an

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

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

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

lingering as he kissed

were far

her, to remind her

his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her without any sexual

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

fervently sought to please her in

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

door, her legs weakened by the intensity

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

“If you desire more, we can go

her voice soft as

Lexi. You can get me

arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your

clothes and

night by Alexis’ side, providing

the atmosphere between

and affection,

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

in a cheerful mood, clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

but he believed in instilling

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

to contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his