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 hand through her curly brown

her face against

cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her

speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in

happiness couldn’t be

out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis

telling

arms from 7 a.m, to

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

she

shared a depth of understanding that

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

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air,

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

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more

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

shut, Rena sought to collect

respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

gently clasped her hand, his voice

not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end

calm and steady, pierced through

come to the

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

within the villa was

from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a

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

room open, her eyes widening at the sight

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

poignant scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

amount of past conflicts 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

would be too

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

eyes revealing

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

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

evident in

a cigarette, the smoke curling around

of just how

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his

love for them both

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

savoring each bite with a

her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her voice

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

intent to have a

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 need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

stand still as their bodies melded together, an

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

moment, she realized that Waylen was

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he,

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 solace amidst the

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

features were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

mingled, growing ragged with

confusion etched 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

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind her of

his chest,

urge to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss

he fervently sought

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to

door, her legs weakened by the

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

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

her voice soft

Lexi. You

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 to attend

retrieved her clothes and headed to

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

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

assertion, but his gaze

excessively, the

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all,

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

glance, adhering to

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

herself, Rena said,

his black coffee, his