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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her curly

face against his chest,

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do

continued to remain

from forcing her and

As

happiness couldn’t be

way to cook things the little girl liked. She then found

Rena, silently telling

from 7 a.m,

Waylen, and Rena answered the phone for

hanging up, she gazed

shared a depth of understanding

emerged from under the quilt, clutching her

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

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

he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this

back in her seat, her body weighed

vibrant and full of

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

cigarette and handed her a tissue.

but more came rushing down

her own world with only Waylen by her side. Rena had

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to

need for space and time to

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a

her hand, his

not your

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

voice, calm and steady, pierced through

come to the

hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly hailed a taxi, her heart racing as she headed to

atmosphere within the villa was

had sought refuge in the

the stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed

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

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

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

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

struck Rena

immense sacrifices Waylen had

Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t

she would

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper.

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

emotion as she leaned in to kiss

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to

how

that Rena had been his emotional anchor

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

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

late dinner, savoring

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

dimmed the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to rest

Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette

called out softly, her voice

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

intent to have a serious conversation

word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her

a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in Rena’s

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

warmth that initially unsettled

that moment, she realized that Waylen was not

emotional battles, he, too,

responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped

Waylen’s body tensed.

hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt ethereal, their

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each passing

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

more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her with

intentions were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind

raced within his chest,

that urge to kiss her

kiss her, savoring the

seemed irrelevant as he fervently sought

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

against the door, her legs weakened by the intensity of the

her waist,

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

her

sleep with Lexi.

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

his instructions, Rena retrieved her clothes and

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

between

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a

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

clung

carried a hint of nonchalance as he

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

her child excessively, the child may become dependent in

that moment, Rena likened Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a way

to be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all

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

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

onto Rena’s lap,

glance, adhering to his

he believed in instilling independence

Rena’s lap and resuming her

herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee,