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

face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held her in

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her

cradled Alexis in his arms from

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

hanging up, she gazed

a depth of understanding that words

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

somber ambiance

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

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

she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant

unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

Rena sought to collect herself, to

respected her need for

eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender

not

it was Waylen on the other end of the

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to

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

villa was

sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and

A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

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

formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to

poignant scene struck

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

would be too

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

glanced at her, his eyes revealing

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

she leaned in to kiss her daughter

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

the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

reminded him of just how much he

that Rena had been

responsibility, his love for them both ran

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

late dinner, savoring each bite

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving

slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

out softly, her

and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

a

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

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying

stand still as their bodies melded together, an

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

realized that Waylen was

he, too,

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the

growing ragged with each

her face. She had intended

of tobacco lingering

were far from

to remind her

his

to kiss her

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

fervently sought to please her

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

the door, her legs weakened by

her waist, she might have

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the master

his offer, her

Lexi. You

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

clothes and

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and waking her

mood, clung to

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

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

prone to

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

feeling a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat

instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed in

grew increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

to contain herself, Rena said,

took a sip of his black