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.

ran his hand through

against his

and

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held her

want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles,

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

at Rena, silently telling her that

from

two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

up, she gazed

of understanding

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

Rena and

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

him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

the cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came

her, 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,

respected her need for

Rena managed to regain a sense

gently clasped her hand,

not your

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced through

come to the

unexpected 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 she headed to

within the villa

upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe,

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

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

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading

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

poignant scene struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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

would

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

revealing a mixture of

well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

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

Waylen stood outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

just how much

fully comprehended that Rena

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

in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

her late dinner, savoring each

showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving

to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude

called out softly, her voice breaking the

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with

a serious conversation lingering in her

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate

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 endured his share of

this 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

were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

hers, initiating a soft and tender

mingled, growing ragged

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were

comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his

to kiss her without any

he continued to kiss her, savoring

irrelevant as he fervently sought

shower and get ready for

door, her legs weakened by

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her

desire

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You

a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet.

clothes and headed to the guest room for

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

and affection, as if a

on her early morning routine of

clung to Rena, seeking her mother’s

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

excessively, the

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of

Her sole focus was showering Alexis

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

Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

her dearly, but he believed in instilling

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

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

took a sip of his black coffee,