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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly brown

face against his chest,

cheek and

continued to

from forcing her and instead held her in his

of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he

couldn’t be bought with

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

Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

hanging up, she

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words

Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching

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

sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of heaviness clouding their

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most severe

sank back in her seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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 broke

welled up, unspoken remorse flooding

the cigarette and handed her a

away her tears, but more came rushing

world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to

her need for

eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

and steady, pierced through

to

to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

within the villa was heavy

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

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

Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at the sight before

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

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn

Waylen’s gaze briefly flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

struck Rena to

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for

devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood

she would be

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

revealing a mixture of

and quietly stepped out

she leaned in to kiss her

her love and concern evident in

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

reminded him of just how

Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout the

while Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both

the evening, Alexis

dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

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

called out softly,

and approached her, closing the door behind

have a serious

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

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

moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from pushing

realized

of her own emotional battles, he, too, had endured

it was this shared understanding or the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

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

to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported

mingled, growing ragged with

etched across her face. She had

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her of the

heart raced within his chest,

to kiss her without

while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

body still leaned against the door, her legs

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire more, we

his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi.

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

instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to

by

between Waylen and

tenderness and affection, as if a

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

cheerful mood, clung to

as he told

say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had

Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned

lap, yearning

adhering to

he believed in instilling independence in

and resuming her meal independently. Food

herself, Rena said, “She’s still

sip of his