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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked,

to

her and instead

to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a

couldn’t be bought with

of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

Rena, silently telling her that

arms from

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she

of

emerged from under

go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with

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

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

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

unspoken remorse

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

away her tears, but more came rushing down

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

her hand, his voice tender

not

it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to the

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 headed

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be

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

Alexis’ room open, her

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

his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book,

scene struck Rena to

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

would

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

eyes revealing a

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

emotion as she leaned in to

in every inflection.

Waylen stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these

reminded him of just how much he needed

Rena had been his emotional

responsibility, his love for them

Alexis finally stepped out

late dinner, savoring each

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving

slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study,

softly, her voice breaking

her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate

a serious

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

moist warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

that enveloped them felt ethereal,

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

ragged

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

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

were far

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of his

heart raced within his

that urge to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring the intimate

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please

late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed.

door, her legs

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

desire more, we can go to

her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in the

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

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

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

affection, as if a shift had occurred

morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

clung to Rena, seeking

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

to challenge his assertion, but

excessively, the child may become dependent

man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

but he believed in

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his