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 his

face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead

and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting for

up, she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding that

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

weighed down by a mixture of

the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke Rena’s

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and

wiped away her tears, but

Alexis had endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in

sought to collect herself, to find a

ever perceptive, respected her need for

like an eternity, Rena

clasped her hand, his voice

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a

the villa was heavy with

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

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

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the

struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen had

love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities

would

her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small.

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

Waylen stood 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

of just how

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

his love for them both ran deep,

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

dinner, savoring each

had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep with

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

called out softly, her

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

have a serious conversation lingering in her

Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his face in

bodies melded

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

that moment, she realized that Waylen

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

Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers

were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

door, confusion etched across her face. She

lingering

were far

comfort her, to remind

his

kiss her

kiss

as he fervently sought to please

take a shower and get

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled

you desire more, we can go to

Rena declined his offer, her

Lexi. You

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

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

by Alexis’ side, providing

between Waylen and

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis

in a cheerful mood, clung to Rena,

as he told his daughter, “You can handle

say something, to challenge his assertion, but

excessively, the

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

intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap, yearning to be

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed

increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

Rena said,

his black