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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

her face against his

cheek and asked, “Do

to

from forcing her and

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

happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

in his arms from 7 a.m, to

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

hanging up, she

shared a depth of understanding

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

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

the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced

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

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full

unspoken remorse flooding

cigarette and

but more came rushing down

moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

to collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

and it was

steady, pierced through

to the

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

atmosphere within the villa

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 company an unspoken

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

room open, her eyes widening at the

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

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

to the pages of the book,

struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter

would be too

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

revealing a mixture of relief and

and quietly stepped

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

outside 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

him of just how much he needed

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

his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time and

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally

her late dinner, savoring each bite

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

lamp, Leaving

him in his

called out softly, her

approached her, closing the door behind

to have a serious

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

still as their bodies melded together, an

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

that moment, she realized that

as she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

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

growing ragged with each passing

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were

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

his chest, rediscovering

kiss her without any sexual

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

irrelevant as he fervently sought to

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

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she

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

offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something

her clothes and headed to the guest room

by

day, the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a shift

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

clung

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

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

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

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

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis

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

Alexis

lap, yearning to

glance, adhering to his own set of

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

Rena said, “She’s still

his