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 through her curly

her face against his chest, remaining

her cheek and

to

from forcing her and

speak. As a

happiness couldn’t be

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

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he

cradled Alexis in his arms from

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him,

up, she gazed

a depth of understanding that words

emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

was the first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it

up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her

but more

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only

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

perceptive, respected her need for space and time

like an eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand, his

not

that afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

and steady, pierced

to

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

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

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

pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book,

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

struck Rena to her

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

she would be too

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place beside

she leaned

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

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

him of just how much he needed

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena

them both ran deep,

in the evening, Alexis finally

late dinner, savoring each bite with a

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

lamp, Leaving

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice

her, closing the door

to have a

Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

stand still as their bodies

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained

realized that Waylen was

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations during the

that softened Rena’s

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

atmosphere that

he couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to

mingled, growing ragged with

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

taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far

sought to please and comfort her, to

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

that urge to kiss her

continued to kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

the door, her legs weakened

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

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

his offer, her voice soft as a

Lexi. You

study lights, his other hand tenderly grazing Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I

retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for

night by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

assertion, but his

her child excessively, the child

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After

was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and

an instant, Alexis

lap, yearning to be held and

glance, adhering

loved her dearly, but he believed in

Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

herself, Rena

took a sip of his black coffee,