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

against his

cheek and asked,

continued to

and instead held her

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

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

silently telling her that

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

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

up, she gazed at

depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from

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

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

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

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

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 her

the cigarette and handed

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down

own world with only Waylen

sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

perceptive, respected her need for space and time to process her

what seemed like an eternity, Rena

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed

atmosphere within the villa was heavy

that Alexis had retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge

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

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

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands,

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales

scene struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

would be

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

revealing a mixture of relief and

and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing

her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss

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

then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries

evening, Alexis finally

savoring each bite with a newfound

and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in

softly, her voice

up and approached her, closing the door

to have a serious conversation lingering

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against

in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

lowered his head, burying

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

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

moment, she realized that

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in

the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal,

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

mingled, growing ragged

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate and

were

he sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of

raced within his chest, rediscovering that

urge to kiss her without any sexual

to kiss her, savoring the intimate

as he fervently sought to please her in every

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some clothes to change

leaned against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity

her waist, she might have crumpled

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

her voice soft as

with Lexi. You can

“Take a shower in my room. Your clothes are in the

and headed to the guest room

night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

affection, as if a shift had

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

clung to Rena, seeking

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

Rena refused to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with

of unease, relinquished her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held

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

her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently.

Rena

his