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.

Waylen ran

her face against his

and asked,

continued to remain

her and instead held her

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

happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling

from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

hanging up, she

depth of understanding that

emerged from

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch

him as he whispered, “She

her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more came

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

to collect herself, to find a

respected her need for

Rena managed to regain a

gently clasped her hand,

not

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

and steady,

to the

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

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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

A soft-spoken servant

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes

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

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

struck Rena to

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her

she would be

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep

of just how much he needed her

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

for them

struck nine in the evening, Alexis

savoring each bite

a bedtime story.

the bedside lamp,

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

out softly,

door behind him with a deliberate

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation

her

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

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

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

hers, initiating a soft and

growing ragged with

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

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

were

please and comfort her, to remind her

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering

kiss her without any

a long while, he continued to kiss

sought to please her in

hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for

her legs weakened

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her

desire more,

Rena declined his offer, her

Lexi. You can get me

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

clothes and headed to the guest

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if

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

a cheerful mood, clung

of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a

excessively, the child may become dependent in

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

focus was showering Alexis with all the

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

dearly, but he believed

lap and resuming her

herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his