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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran

face against

cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to remain

forcing her and instead held her

children, Alexis exhibited signs of 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

couldn’t

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then

Rena, silently telling her that he got

arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Rena answered the phone for

hanging up, she

depth of understanding

Alexis emerged from

Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses and

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

he whispered, “She has experienced

seat, her body weighed down by

Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning,

welled up, unspoken

the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

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

need for space and time

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

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

buzzed, and it was

and steady,

come to the

hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a

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

bated breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his

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

struck Rena to

she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

amount 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

would

her voice soft as a whisper.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter

carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every

outside the room, leaning against the corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he

arrival had reminded him of just how much he needed her by

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had

for them both ran deep,

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

dinner, savoring

bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

called out softly, her voice breaking the

her, closing the door behind him with

intent to have a

word, Waylen pulled her into his

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded

unsettled her, yet she refrained from

realized that Waylen

he,

softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly lit

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

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

mingled, growing ragged with each

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

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and deliberate

were far

sought to please and comfort her, to remind

his chest,

kiss her without any

kiss her, savoring

as he fervently sought to please her

a shower

her legs weakened by

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

“If you desire more, we can go

declined his offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi. You

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

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

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

and affection, as if a shift had

disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

cheerful mood, clung to

as he

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

her child excessively, the child may become

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

refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

to contain herself, Rena said,

his black coffee,