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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

face against his chest,

and asked, “Do

to remain

forcing her and instead held

than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father,

couldn’t be

to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis

Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

she gazed

depth of understanding that words

from

to go to school, and Rena and Waylen

and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and

but

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

collect herself, to find a glimmer

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

eternity, Rena managed to

clasped her hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

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

steady, pierced through

to the

onto the back of her hand. The

the villa

utmost 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

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

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

wardrobe, clutched her teddy

dressed impeccably 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 familiar stories to Alexis with

entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

poignant scene struck

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

of past conflicts could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

she would be too

soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

his eyes revealing a mixture of

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped

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

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

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

how much he needed her

Rena had been his emotional anchor

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

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

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite

her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off

lamp, Leaving Alexis

she 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

softly, her voice breaking the

door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

have a serious

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

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate

that initially unsettled

moment, she realized that Waylen was

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

softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that

initiating a soft and tender

ragged

across her face. She had intended to discuss

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were far

to remind

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any sexual

he continued to kiss her, savoring

fervently sought to please

voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

door, her

her waist,

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

offer, her voice

Lexi. You can get

study lights, his 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 in

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as if

it, focusing on her early morning routine of

clung to Rena, seeking

he told his daughter, “You can

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

spoils her child excessively, the

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

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

instant, Alexis

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

fleeting glance, adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in

lap and resuming her

contain herself, Rena

his