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

against

and asked, “Do you

continued to

forcing her and instead

As a father, he felt a deep sense

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

her way to cook things the little girl

silently telling her

his arms from 7

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

hanging up, she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that words

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

vibrant

unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed

away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

Rena sought to collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

her hand, his voice

it’s not your

and it was Waylen on the other end of the

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

within the villa was

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an

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

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

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 fairy tale book, reading

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

poignant scene struck

sacrifices Waylen had

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

she would

her voice soft as a whisper.

her, his eyes revealing

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

leaned in to

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

curling around him in wisps. Taking

reminded him of just how much he needed her by

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

savoring each bite with a

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his

out softly, her voice breaking

door behind him with a

a serious

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in

stand still as their bodies

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized that Waylen was not

battles, he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

ragged

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

lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were

to remind her

heart raced within his

had that urge to kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get

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

hand supporting her waist, she might have

her waist, whispering, “If you desire

her

Lexi. You can get

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

the entire night by Alexis’

between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

early morning routine

in a cheerful mood, clung to

he told

but

excessively, the child may become

to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining

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

and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be

adhering to his own set of

her dearly, but he believed

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

Rena said, “She’s

his