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

face against his chest,

cheek and asked,

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead

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

happiness couldn’t

out of her way to cook things the little girl

telling her that

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

hanging up, she

shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

to go to school, and Rena

once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments

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

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but

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

to collect herself, to

her need for space and time to process her

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

hand, his voice tender

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

and steady,

to the

of her hand. The

villa

into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the

clutched her teddy bear

stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories

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

poignant scene struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

would be

gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

revealing a mixture

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the

with emotion as she leaned

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

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

how much he

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

for them both ran deep,

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

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 to sleep with

the bedside lamp,

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

softly, her

the door behind him

have a

utter a word, Waylen pulled her

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

their bodies melded together, an intimate

moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

moment, she realized that Waylen

own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the past

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

that enveloped them

to the overwhelming emotions, he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

body remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

were far from

to

raced within his

urge to kiss her

he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate

as he fervently sought to please

he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes

against the door, her legs weakened

not for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

“If you desire more, we

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi.

hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my

retrieved her clothes and headed

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

the atmosphere between Waylen

with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

clung to

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle

assertion, but his gaze

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

was showering Alexis with all

a twinge of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

fleeting glance, adhering to his own

her dearly, but he believed in instilling

apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

a sip of his black coffee,