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.

Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

against his

pinched her cheek and

to remain

forcing her and

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 to do everything

couldn’t be bought with

soothe Alexis, Rena went out of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

silently telling her that

from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

Rena answered the phone for him,

hanging up, she

depth of

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt,

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

Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness

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

body weighed

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

welled up, unspoken remorse

put out the cigarette and handed her a

tears, but more came

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her

sought to collect herself, to

respected her need for space and time

an eternity, Rena managed

hand,

not

it was Waylen on the

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

villa was heavy

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

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

room open, her eyes widening at the

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

in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn

briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

poignant scene struck Rena to her

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

she would be

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

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

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

she leaned in to

heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’ troubled

stood 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 didn’t need to face these

had reminded him of just how much he needed

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

responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped

dinner, savoring each bite with

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 a smile

bedside lamp,

footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

called out softly, her

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

have a serious conversation lingering in

utter a word, Waylen pulled her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she

realized that Waylen was not

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

as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to

growing ragged

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

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were far

comfort her, to remind

raced within his

that urge to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

as he fervently sought to please her

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

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

her waist,

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can

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

her clothes and headed to

night by Alexis’

the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

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

mood, clung to Rena,

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

but his gaze met hers, and he offered

child excessively, the child may become dependent

him as a man prone to explaining and

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

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

Alexis abandoned

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of principles in

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

of his black coffee, his tone