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 her

against his

and

to

forcing her and

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7

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

up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

her seat, her body weighed down by a

state. Alexis, typically vibrant

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

out the cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came rushing

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side.

to collect herself,

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

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

her hand, his voice tender

not

and it was Waylen on the

and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The

the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

servant showed her the

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

her pink wardrobe, clutched her

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis

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

struck

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

her, his eyes revealing a

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace

curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

him of just how much he needed her by

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally

savoring each

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

softly, her

door behind him with

have a serious conversation lingering in her

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

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

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

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

moment, she realized that Waylen was

weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

initiating a soft and tender kiss that

growing ragged with each

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

lingering as he

were far

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of

his chest,

that urge to kiss her without

kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

the door, her legs

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the

his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi.

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to

retrieved her clothes and headed to

by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

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

child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

on Rena’s legs and attempted to

Alexis

lap, yearning

glance, adhering to his own

her dearly, but he

and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his