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 her curly brown

face against his chest,

and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

and instead held her

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

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

at Rena, silently telling her that he

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

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of

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

welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a

tears, but more

in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

to collect herself, to find

respected her need for space and

Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand, his

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

calm and steady, pierced through

to

of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing

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

the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

the door to Alexis’ room

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

In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with unwavering

soon returning to the

poignant scene struck Rena

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

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with

she would be

as a

revealing a mixture of relief and

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read

love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

the smoke curling around him in

just how

that Rena

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

the evening, Alexis finally

late dinner, savoring each

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

softly, her voice breaking the

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

to have a serious conversation

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

warmth that initially unsettled

moment, she realized

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them

lips to hers, initiating a soft and

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

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

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

were far

her, to remind her of the depth of

within his

to kiss

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

sought

take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

still leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

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

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice soft as a

with Lexi. You can

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

her clothes and headed to the guest

night by Alexis’ side, providing

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

tenderness and affection, as if a shift

early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

in a cheerful mood, clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he

assertion, but his gaze

child excessively, the child may

prone to explaining

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

he believed in instilling independence in

lap and resuming her

Rena said,

of his black coffee,