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

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and asked,

to remain

from forcing her and

her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

of her way to cook things the little girl liked.

Rena, silently telling her that he got

his arms from 7

called Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for him, rescheduling the meeting

hanging up, she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding

from under

and Rena and Waylen accompanied her, showering her with kisses

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

as he whispered, “She has

her body weighed down by a mixture

typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed her a

her tears, but more

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

respected her need for space

Rena managed to regain a

hand, his voice tender

not

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

voice, calm and steady, pierced

to the

trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her

within the villa was heavy

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 had rushed

but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss

the door to Alexis’ room open, her

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

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

poignant scene struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over the

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

would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

emotion as she leaned in to kiss

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

him of just how much he

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran

the evening, Alexis

savoring each

a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to sleep

lamp, Leaving Alexis

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her

closing the door

nodded, her intent to have a

a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face in Rena’s

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

she realized that

weight of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet

of tobacco lingering as he

were far from

her, to remind her

raced within his chest, rediscovering

to kiss her without any sexual

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

as he fervently sought to please her

Go take a shower and

her legs weakened by the intensity

hand supporting her

waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get me

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

her clothes and headed to the

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

morning routine of preparing breakfast for Alexis and

clung to Rena, seeking her

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can

but his gaze met hers, and

child excessively, the child may

a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

Her sole focus was showering

and

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be

adhering to his own

her dearly, but he believed in

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

herself, Rena

of his black coffee, his