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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand

against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

forcing her and

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that

arms from 7 a.m,

answered the phone

up, she

of understanding that

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the

school, and Rena and Waylen

more, a somber ambiance hung

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

body weighed down by a

Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and

tears welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and

away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for space and

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

it’s not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

to the

of her hand. The pain

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her,

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

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

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

returning to the

scene struck Rena

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She

would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

eyes revealing a mixture of relief

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his

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

weight, her love and concern evident in

the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a

how much he

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

her late dinner, savoring

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent

out softly, her voice

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

have a serious conversation lingering

could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his face

their bodies

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing him

that moment, she realized that

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

now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck,

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

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

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the days of newfound

ragged

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

once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

intentions were

please and comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his chest,

kiss her

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought to please

shower and

the door, her legs

it not for Waylen’s hand supporting her

“If you desire more, we can go to

her

with 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

and headed to

night by

atmosphere between

affection, as if a shift

on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

as he told his daughter, “You can handle these

but his

mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

was showering Alexis with all the

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to

adhering to his own set of principles in

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

to contain herself, Rena said,

a sip of his black coffee, his