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

nestled her face against

and asked, “Do you miss

to

her and instead

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 do everything

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the little girl liked.

at Rena, silently telling her that

arms from

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

she

a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

school, and Rena

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding

the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

body weighed down by a mixture

vibrant and full of life, seemed like

unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed

wiped away her tears, but

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

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

need for space and time to process

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

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not

was Waylen on the other end

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed

within the villa was

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

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

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 with unwavering

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

struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

would be too

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

his eyes revealing

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

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

her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a

how much he needed her by his

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

responsibility, his love for them both ran

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

have a

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

troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting between

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

that enveloped them

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

her face. She had

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind her of

within his chest, rediscovering

that urge to kiss her without

a long while, he continued to kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought

a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some

the door, her legs weakened by the

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to

“If you desire more, we

her voice soft as a

with Lexi.

tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

retrieved her clothes and headed

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if

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

mood, clung

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

spoils her child excessively, the

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

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

twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

an instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

he believed in instilling

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee, his tone