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.

he opened his eyes, Waylen ran

nestled her face against his chest, remaining

cheek and

continued to

refrained from forcing her and instead held her

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 for

couldn’t be bought with

things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under the

Rena, silently telling

his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

and Rena answered the phone for him,

hanging up, she

of understanding that words

from under the quilt,

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

Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung

smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down

in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child

unspoken

and handed her

but more

of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by

squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed

hand, his voice tender

not

it was Waylen

voice, calm and steady, pierced

to the

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

within the villa was heavy

servants moved with utmost caution, aware 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 back from work to be with her, their silent company

ascended the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

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

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

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

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

struck Rena to her

that moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices

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 silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came

would be too

her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The

revealing

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe,

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in

corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these

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

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her appetite

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

out softly, her

closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion.

intent to have a serious

her into his embrace, pressing her

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

as their bodies

a moist warmth that initially unsettled

realized

she had carried the weight of her own emotional battles, he,

softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

growing ragged with each

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

lips found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were far

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her

within his chest, rediscovering that

kiss her without any

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring

he fervently sought to please her

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

the door, her legs weakened by the

hand supporting her

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

declined his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You can get

“Take a shower in my room. Your

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest room for

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and

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

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

cheerful mood, clung

as he told his daughter,

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

the child may become dependent in the

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

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning to be

Alexis’ actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own

he believed in

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

to contain herself, Rena

took a sip of his black