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.

ran his hand through

face against

her cheek and asked, “Do you

to

refrained from forcing her and

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, willing

happiness couldn’t be bought with

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

hanging up, she gazed

of understanding

Alexis emerged from

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air,

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

body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

welled up, unspoken

cigarette and handed her a

tears, but more came rushing down

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect

perceptive, respected her need for space

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

and it was Waylen on the

steady,

to the

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

the villa

Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

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

scene struck Rena to

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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 ignore the responsibilities

she would be too

voice soft as a whisper.

revealing a mixture

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

emotion as she leaned in to

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her

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

how

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe,

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

out softly, her voice breaking the

approached her, closing the door

to have a serious conversation lingering

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

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his

still as their bodies melded together,

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized

battles, he, too,

the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days

ragged

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

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

intentions were

to remind her of

heart raced within his

to kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

he fervently sought to please her in

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

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

her waist, she might have crumpled to

whispering, “If you desire more, we

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room.

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

entire night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

mood, clung

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

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

excessively, the child

him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to

an instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap,

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles

he

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

to contain herself, Rena

his black coffee, his tone