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

face against his chest,

her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to

from forcing her and

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 her

couldn’t be bought with

of her way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding

at Rena, silently telling

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

Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed

eyes shared a depth of understanding

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied her,

somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She

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

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

up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

her tears, but more came

world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

to collect

ever perceptive, respected her need for space and time

Rena managed to regain a

clasped her hand, his voice

not your

buzzed, and it was

steady, pierced through Rena’s

to

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

within the villa was heavy 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

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

to Alexis’ room open,

her teddy bear tightly, her voice

within the cramped space. In his hands, he held

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming

poignant scene struck Rena to her

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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

would

voice soft as a whisper.

his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence

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

him of just how much he

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been

their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending

nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out of

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

Rena had showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis drifted off to

lamp, Leaving Alexis

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

softly, her voice breaking

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

intent to have a serious

a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

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

that initially unsettled her,

moment, she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the

the atmosphere that

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

ragged with each passing

across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis,

the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were far from

please and comfort her, to remind

raced within his

urge to kiss her without

continued to kiss her, savoring

sought to please her

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

still leaned against the door, her

her waist, she might have crumpled to

“If you desire more, we can go to the master

Rena declined his offer, her voice soft as

Lexi. You can get me

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

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

entire night by Alexis’ side,

between Waylen

tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine

clung to Rena, seeking

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

his assertion, but his gaze

a mother spoils her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way of imparting such

sole focus was showering Alexis with

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

instant, Alexis abandoned

Rena’s lap, yearning

with a fleeting glance, adhering to

he

Rena’s lap and resuming

Rena said,

took a sip of his black coffee,