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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his

against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

refrained from 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 for her struggles, willing to do everything in his

couldn’t be bought

out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

telling her that

arms from 7 a.m, to

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

she gazed at

shared a depth of

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

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

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

sank back in her seat, her body weighed

vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came rushing down

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

Rena sought to collect herself, to find

need for space and time to process

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand, his

it’s not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

servants moved with utmost caution, aware that Alexis 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 be with her, their silent

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

to Alexis’ room open,

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

would

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing

with emotion as she leaned

weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection.

the room, leaning 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

how much he needed

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

responsibility, his love for them

the evening, Alexis

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

Rena called out softly, her

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face

still as their bodies melded

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

she realized that Waylen was not

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

growing ragged with each passing

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

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

were far from

her, to

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought to

murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

against the door, her legs weakened by

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

declined his offer, her voice

will sleep with Lexi.

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

her clothes and headed to the

night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as if a shift

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of

mood, clung

as he

assertion, but his gaze met

child excessively, the child may become

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap,

a fleeting glance, adhering to his

he believed in instilling

resuming

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his black coffee, his