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

face against his

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

forcing her and

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

her way to cook things the little

at Rena, silently telling

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she

a depth of

a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the

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

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

reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

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

vibrant and full of life, seemed

unspoken

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down her

in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been oblivious, lost in her own world in

Rena sought to collect

her need for space and time to process

Rena managed to regain

clasped her hand, his

it’s not your

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

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

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

atmosphere within the villa was heavy with unspoken

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and

Alexis’ room open, her

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

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

soon returning to the

scene struck

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

would

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take

quivering with emotion as she leaned

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

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

had reminded him of just how much he needed

that Rena had been

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

Alexis finally stepped out of the

devoured her late dinner, savoring each

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

the bedside lamp, Leaving

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

called out softly,

the door behind him with a

have a serious conversation

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his

Rena’s 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 in

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

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

she realized

emotional battles, he, too, had endured his share of tribulations

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.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back

mingled, growing ragged with each passing

face. She had

of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

intentions were far

her, to remind her of the depth of

raced within his

that urge to kiss her without any

continued to kiss her,

fervently sought to please her in

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

the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

“If you desire more,

his offer, her voice soft as

with Lexi.

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the closet. I need to attend to something in

clothes and headed to the guest

entire night by Alexis’ side, providing

day, the atmosphere between Waylen

and affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of preparing breakfast

mood, clung

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he

something, to challenge his assertion, but his

the

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

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

grip on Rena’s legs and

Alexis abandoned

lap,

adhering to his own set of principles

dearly, but he believed

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

herself, Rena said,

of his black