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

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

refrained from forcing her and instead held

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 in

couldn’t

way to cook things the little

silently telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

answered

she gazed

depth of understanding that

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from

school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her

somber ambiance hung

curling around him as he

back in her seat, her body weighed down

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of

unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

ever perceptive, respected her need for

eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his

it’s not your

it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced

come to the

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she

within the villa was heavy

She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her

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

her teddy

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

Rena’s entrance, Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the

struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

mother, couldn’t bear to

she would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a

at her, his eyes revealing

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

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

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

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

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

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

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

nine in the evening, Alexis

late dinner, savoring

with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware

lamp,

of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from his

called out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

pulled her into his embrace,

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 in

still as their bodies melded together,

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

realized

emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share

the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly lit

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

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

ragged with each passing

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

lingering as he kissed

intentions were far

please and comfort her, to remind her of

within his

to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in

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

her legs

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist,

whispering, “If you desire more, we can go to the master

her voice

Lexi. You can get me

grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to

and headed

night by

between

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

cheerful mood, clung to

he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

his assertion, but his gaze met hers,

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become

moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone

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

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

instant, Alexis abandoned her

lap,

adhering to

loved her dearly, but he believed

lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but

to contain herself, Rena said, “She’s

sip of his black coffee, his