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 his

against

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you miss

to remain

her and instead held her in his

children, Alexis exhibited signs of autism, and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought

cook things the little girl liked. She then

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from

and Rena answered the

hanging up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding that words

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

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

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

as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

weighed down by a mixture of

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

unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

away her tears, but more came rushing down her

countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had been

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find

ever perceptive, respected her need for space

Rena managed to regain a sense of

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not your

afternoon, Rena’s phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other end of

and steady, pierced through

to the

his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand.

atmosphere within the villa

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

servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

room open,

clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice

stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he held a

soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless

poignant scene struck Rena

sacrifices Waylen had

could diminish the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that came with motherhood any

would be

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

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of

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

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

concern evident in every

He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in

how much he

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor

them both ran deep, transcending

Alexis finally stepped out of the wardrobe, her

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

showered Alexis with extra love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

in his study, sitting

out softly, her voice

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation

before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying his face

as their bodies melded

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her,

she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly

atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them back to the

growing ragged

remained pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about Alexis, yet Waylen’s kisses

of tobacco lingering as he kissed

intentions were far

to

within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the intimate connection they

irrelevant as he fervently sought to please her in every

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

the door, her legs weakened by the

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

you desire more, we can go to the

Rena declined his offer, her

with Lexi. You can get

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

Rena retrieved her clothes and headed to the guest

spent the entire night by Alexis’ side,

atmosphere between Waylen and

affection, as if a

attempted to disregard it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

mood, clung to Rena, seeking

voice carried a hint of nonchalance as he told his

yearned to say something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze

child excessively, the child may become dependent in the

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis

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

an instant, Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

but he believed in instilling independence in

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

contain herself, Rena said, “She’s still

his black coffee, his