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 hand through her curly

nestled her face against

cheek and asked,

to remain

her and instead held her in

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

couldn’t

cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m,

answered the phone

she gazed at

depth of

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

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

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

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

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more

only Waylen by her side. Rena

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

respected her need for

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

her hand, his

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as

within the villa

sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

clutched her teddy bear

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy

returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

poignant scene struck

sacrifices Waylen had made for

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to

would

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

his eyes revealing

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

as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read

her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

how much he needed her by his

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

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

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

dinner, savoring each bite with

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

found him in his

called out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind him

have a serious conversation lingering

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

moment, she realized

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

She had

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

were far from

comfort her, to remind her

within his

kiss

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

he fervently sought to please her

a shower and get ready for

against the door, her

her waist, she

her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go

offer, her

sleep with Lexi. You can

other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

atmosphere between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

morning routine of

clung to Rena, seeking her

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

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

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

man prone to

sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began

an instant, Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning

fleeting glance, adhering to

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food

herself, Rena said, “She’s

a sip of his black