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

face against his

her cheek and asked, “Do

to remain

forcing her and instead

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

to cook things the little girl liked. She

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

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

up, she

of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from

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

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

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

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

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and

but more came

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

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

need for space and time

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to

clasped her hand,

it’s not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to

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

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

with 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,

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her

Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost in the

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

her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book,

scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen had made for

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

she would be

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to

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

lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking

of just how much he needed her by

that Rena had

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

savoring each bite with a

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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 absent from his

softly, her voice breaking the

closing the door behind him with

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness,

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet

that moment, she realized that Waylen was

as she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past three

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

growing ragged with each

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole away her

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were far

and comfort her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her without

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

as he fervently sought to please her

take a shower and get ready for bed.

door, her legs weakened by the intensity

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

stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire

offer, her

with Lexi. You can get me

tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes

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

the entire night by

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as

to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine

a cheerful mood, clung to

he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

but his gaze met hers,

a mother spoils her child excessively, the

Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap,

glance, adhering to his

he believed in

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

contain herself, Rena said,

his black