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 through her curly brown

face against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

to

forcing her and instead held her in

didn’t want to speak. As

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be

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

at Rena, silently telling her

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m,

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

hanging up, she gazed

of understanding that words couldn’t

from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

desire to go to school, and Rena

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a touch of

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

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

the first time she 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

unspoken remorse

cigarette and handed

her tears, but more came rushing

with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer of

need for space and

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain

her hand,

not

was Waylen on the

voice, calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

had sought refuge in the

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

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

wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her

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

in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of

poignant scene struck Rena

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis

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.

would be

her voice soft as a

eyes revealing a mixture of relief and

quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to

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

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

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized

how much he needed her by

comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

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

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

dinner, savoring each bite with a

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 sleep

lamp,

she slipped out of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the

softly, her voice breaking the

up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his face in Rena’s

to stand still as their bodies melded together, an

warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the dimly

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their connection

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses stole

tobacco lingering as he kissed her with a delicate

were far

sought to please and comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his

had that urge to kiss her without

to kiss her, savoring

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her

shower

against the door, her legs

for Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

you desire

declined his offer, her voice

will sleep with Lexi. You can

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

retrieved her clothes and

by Alexis’ side,

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as if a shift

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast

mood, clung to

of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met

the

Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering

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

Alexis abandoned her

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

glance, adhering to his own set of principles

dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered around her, but Waylen

Rena said, “She’s

of his black