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 brown

her face against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

continued to remain

from forcing her and instead held her in his

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 his power

happiness couldn’t be bought with

of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to

answered the phone

up, she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in

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

body weighed down by

such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a

tears welled up, unspoken

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

her tears, but more

moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen

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

need for space

seemed like an eternity, Rena managed

clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

it was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

by his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, 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 to Waylen’s

villa was heavy with

into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company an

steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed

the door to Alexis’ room open,

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

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

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages

poignant scene struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

she would be too

Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

leaned in to kiss her daughter before

concern evident in every

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

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

for them

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

late dinner, savoring each

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

softly, her voice breaking

approached her, closing the door behind him with a

nodded, her intent to have a serious

word, Waylen pulled her

back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face

stand still as their bodies melded together, an

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

that moment, she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

obscured, the atmosphere that

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

confusion etched across her face. She had intended to

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a

were

please and comfort her, to remind her of the

within his chest,

kiss her without

kiss her,

sought to please her

“It’s late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your

against the door, her legs weakened

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

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

his offer, her voice soft as

Lexi. You

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to

by Alexis’ side,

day, the atmosphere between

affection, as if a shift had

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

a cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

the child may become

prone to explaining and dictating.

was showering Alexis with

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning to

fleeting glance, adhering to his own

he believed

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

of his black coffee, his