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.

Waylen ran his hand through

face against his chest,

cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her in his

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

couldn’t

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the

silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the

up, she gazed

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

and Rena and Waylen

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

curling around him as he

seat, her body weighed down by a

vibrant

welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

tears, but more

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

sought to collect herself, to

respected her need for space and time to

an eternity, Rena managed to regain

clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through

to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

servants moved with utmost caution, aware that Alexis had retreated into her 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

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

pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy

the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the

scene struck

sacrifices Waylen had made

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the

she would be

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

her, his eyes revealing

Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

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

spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in

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

of just how

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

for them both ran deep, transcending the

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

dinner, savoring each

bedtime story.

lamp, Leaving

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

softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind him

a

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

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

she realized that Waylen was not

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

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in

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

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

growing ragged with each passing

She had intended to discuss about

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were

and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any

a long while, he continued to kiss

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

the door, her legs weakened

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

you desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

in my room.

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for a

by Alexis’

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

affection, as if

on her early morning routine of preparing

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

he told his

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he

mother spoils her child excessively, the

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

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

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to

glance, adhering to his own set

loved her dearly, but he believed in

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

took a sip of his black coffee, his