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

against

her cheek and asked,

to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

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

telling her

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

answered the phone

hanging up, she

depth of understanding that

Alexis emerged from under

go to school, and Rena

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

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

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

welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

perceptive, respected her need for

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

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced

come to the

spill onto the back of her hand.

the villa was heavy with

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

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight

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

space. In his hands, he held

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

scene struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

she would be

as a whisper. “The

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

settled herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he

had reminded him of just how much he needed her

comprehended that Rena had

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep,

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

late dinner, savoring

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

softly, her voice

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

her intent to have a serious

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

still as their bodies melded

unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

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

mingled, growing ragged with each

She had

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

to remind

his chest,

to kiss

continued to kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought

Go take a shower and get ready

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

for Waylen’s hand supporting her

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can

his offer, her

Lexi. You can

shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

and

by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

atmosphere between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a

morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

he told his daughter, “You can

but his gaze met hers, and he

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

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

instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be held

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

herself, Rena said,

of his black coffee, his tone