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

against his chest,

her cheek and asked,

continued to remain

and

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

happiness couldn’t be

Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that

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

desire to go to school, and Rena and

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

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

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

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

unspoken remorse flooding her

the cigarette and handed her

her tears, but more came rushing down her

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her

collect herself, to

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

hand, his voice tender and

not

it was Waylen on the other end of

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

within the villa was

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 company an unspoken

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room

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

impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his

soon returning to the

scene struck Rena to

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

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

she would be too

as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

her, his eyes revealing

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

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

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

smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges alone

arrival had reminded him of just how much

fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the

her late dinner, savoring each bite with

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

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting

out softly,

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

intent to have a serious

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

his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together,

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

realized that

he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

ragged with

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She

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

were far from

comfort her, to remind her of the depth of his

within his chest,

had that urge to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to

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

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of

her

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

her

with Lexi. You can get

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the

the entire night by

the atmosphere between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection, as

her early morning routine

in a cheerful mood, clung

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You

his assertion, but

excessively, the child may become

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

focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

and attempted to eat independently. Rena,

an instant, Alexis

then climbed onto Rena’s lap,

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

he believed in instilling

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her,

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black coffee, his tone