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.

eyes, Waylen ran

nestled her face against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

and instead held her in his

other 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 for her struggles, willing to

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone

hanging up, she

a depth of

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

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

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber

as he

body weighed down by a mixture of

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her a tissue.

but more came rushing down her

of isolation in her own world with only

Rena sought to collect herself,

for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

to the

onto the back of her hand.

villa was heavy with

upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar

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

struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

would be

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned

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

smoke curling around him in

just how much

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

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

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis

late dinner, savoring each bite with

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from his

out softly, her

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with

to have a serious conversation lingering in her

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying

stand still as their bodies melded

initially unsettled her, yet she

realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

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

mingled, growing ragged with

across her face. She had intended to discuss

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

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

her voice soft

with Lexi.

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need

clothes and headed to the guest

night by

atmosphere between

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

a cheerful mood, clung

of nonchalance as he

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to

instant, Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

glance, adhering to his own

he believed in instilling independence in

increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

to contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his black