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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

forcing her and

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

her way to cook things

at Rena, silently telling her that he

in his arms from 7

Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed

of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering

car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

weighed down by a mixture of

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her

her tears, but more came

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

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a

perceptive, respected her need for space and

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand,

it’s not

buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

and steady,

to the

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, her heart racing as

within the villa

that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the

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

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

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the depths of

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

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

scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen

as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

she would be

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

eyes revealing a

book to Rena and quietly

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

evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother

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

him of just how much he needed her by his

fully comprehended that Rena had

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

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

late dinner, savoring each bite

personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

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

out softly, her

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

have a

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face in Rena’s

to stand still as their bodies

that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

moment, she realized

her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft

breaths mingled, growing ragged with

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were

her, to remind her of

heart raced within his

that urge to kiss her without

long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought to

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

against the door, her

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

desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

arm. “Take a shower in my

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

the entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen

newfound tenderness and affection,

early morning routine of

mood, clung

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his

the child may

prone to explaining and dictating. After

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

a fleeting glance, adhering to

he

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black coffee, his