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 curly

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and

to remain

her and instead

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 in his power

happiness couldn’t be bought with

her way to cook things the little

Rena, silently telling

in his arms from 7 a.m,

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

up, she gazed

of understanding that words

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

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

as he whispered, “She has experienced

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down

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 broke

unspoken

cigarette and handed

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

ever perceptive, respected her need for

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

calm and steady, pierced

come to

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

the villa was

had sought refuge in the confines of

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

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

of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

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

his focus soon returning to the

struck

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

she would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

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

just how much

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them

struck nine in the evening, Alexis

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his

out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door

have a serious

her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

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

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was not

emotional battles, he, too, had endured

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

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

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

mingled, growing ragged with each

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

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

intentions were far

her, to remind

raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss

continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

he fervently sought to please her

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

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

for Waylen’s hand supporting her

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

Lexi.

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

clothes and headed to the guest room for

by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

affection, as if a shift had occurred

it, focusing on her early morning

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

challenge his assertion, but his

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

likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining

intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

adhering to his own set

but he believed in instilling independence in

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said, “She’s

sip of his