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

against his

her cheek and asked,

to remain

and instead held her in

other children, Alexis exhibited signs 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,

couldn’t

to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

Rena, silently telling her that he

his arms from 7 a.m,

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

hanging up, she gazed at

of understanding that words couldn’t

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

her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came

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

to collect herself, to find a glimmer

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process her

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

gently clasped her hand,

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

by 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, her heart racing as she

the villa

own 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, their silent company an

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

door to Alexis’ room open, her

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

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

to the pages of the book, resuming the

struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with

would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

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

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps.

reminded him of just how

comprehended that Rena

love for them both

evening, Alexis finally stepped out

dinner, savoring each

even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

softly, her voice breaking

door behind him

a serious conversation lingering in

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

initially unsettled her, yet she

that moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

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

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

across her face. She had intended

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

were

and comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

fervently sought to please her in every

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

the door, her legs weakened

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

her

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

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 to something

and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between

newfound tenderness and affection,

disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

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

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

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

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering

her dearly, but he

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

Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his