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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his

nestled her face against his

her cheek and

to remain

her and instead

push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of

happiness couldn’t be bought

her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

at Rena, silently telling her that

arms from 7 a.m, to

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling

up, she gazed at

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt,

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

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

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different

tears welled up, unspoken

out the cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more came

own world with only Waylen

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to

need for space and time to

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

hand, his voice tender

not

and it was

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

by his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she

villa was heavy

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

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

the door to Alexis’ room open,

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

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

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

struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

would be

her voice soft as a whisper.

her, his eyes revealing a

well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

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

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought

smoke curling around him in

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

Rena had been his emotional anchor

love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

her late dinner, savoring each

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with

the bedside lamp,

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his

softly,

door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

have a serious conversation

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

his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

bodies melded together, an intimate

warmth that initially unsettled her,

realized that Waylen was not

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

were far

to

within his chest,

had that urge to kiss her

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

her legs weakened by the intensity of

her waist, she might have crumpled to

you desire more,

his offer, her voice

Lexi. You can get me

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

night by Alexis’ side, providing

atmosphere between Waylen

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

it, focusing on her early morning

in a cheerful mood, clung to

as he told his daughter, “You

something, to challenge his assertion, but his

child excessively, the child may become dependent in

prone to explaining and

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

her grip on Rena’s legs and

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

observed Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

and resuming

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone