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.

opened his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

against his chest,

and

continued to remain

her and instead held her in his

speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in

sometimes, happiness couldn’t be bought with

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

at Rena, silently telling her that he

from 7 a.m,

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

she gazed at

eyes shared a depth of understanding that words couldn’t

arrived, Alexis emerged from under

Rena and Waylen accompanied

more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before. This isn’t the most

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue

vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life,

tears welled up, unspoken

put out the cigarette and

tears, but

endured countless moments of isolation in her own world with only Waylen by her side.

collect herself,

for space and

seemed like an eternity, Rena

clasped her hand,

not

it was Waylen

steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to

coffee to spill onto the back of her hand.

within the villa was heavy with unspoken

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

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

breath, Rena pushed the door to Alexis’ room open, her

the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, her voice lost

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

focus soon returning to the

struck Rena to her

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made

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

she would be

voice soft as a

revealing a mixture of relief

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

quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

concern evident in every inflection. The

Waylen stood 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 he

just how much he

that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

for them

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

her late dinner, savoring each bite with a newfound

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 with a smile adorning her

bedside lamp, Leaving

of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit room, his usual cigarette absent from his

out softly,

door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

have a serious conversation lingering in

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

troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

burying his

still as their bodies melded together, an intimate connection

that initially unsettled her, yet she

she realized that Waylen

he, too, had

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

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that

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

ragged

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering

intentions were

to remind her of

raced within his chest, rediscovering

urge to kiss her

he continued to kiss

fervently sought to please her in

late. Go take a shower and get ready for bed. I’ll

door, her legs weakened by

her waist, she might have

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

offer, her voice soft

will sleep with Lexi.

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

retrieved her clothes and

night by Alexis’

between Waylen and

newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift had occurred

early morning routine of

cheerful mood, clung to Rena, seeking her

he told his daughter,

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

the

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

focus was showering Alexis

Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist,

Alexis abandoned

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning

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

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling independence

resuming

Rena said, “She’s

his black coffee, his tone