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

nestled her face against his chest,

and asked,

to

her and

other 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

couldn’t be

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

silently telling her that

arms from 7 a.m, to

Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed

of understanding that words

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

her desire to go to school, and Rena

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

out the cigarette and handed her a

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

sought to collect herself, to

need for space and time to process her

eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not

it was Waylen on the other end of

and steady,

come to the

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

atmosphere within the villa

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

quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the

the door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear

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

soon returning to the pages of the

struck Rena to

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to

would be too

her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite

eyes revealing a mixture of

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

herself beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning

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

wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

him of just how much he needed her

that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

savoring

with extra love 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 adorning her

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her voice breaking

and approached her, closing the door behind him with a

a

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

that initially unsettled her, yet she

she realized that

battles, he, too, had endured his share of

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a

breaths mingled, growing ragged

the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss

the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were

and comfort her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest,

to kiss her

long while, he continued to kiss her,

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

body still leaned against the door, her

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we can go

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as a

sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

clothes and headed to the guest room for

night by Alexis’ side,

the atmosphere between Waylen and

treated her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

focusing on her early morning

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

nonchalance as he told his daughter,

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered a faint

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

him as a man prone to explaining and

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

Alexis abandoned her

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

fleeting glance, adhering to his own set of

he believed in instilling

from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around

Rena said,

a sip of his