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

against his chest, remaining

pinched her cheek and asked,

continued to remain

refrained from forcing her and

and Waylen knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he

happiness couldn’t be bought

way to cook things the

glanced at Rena, silently telling her that he got

in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

hanging up, she

a depth of understanding

from under the quilt, clutching

to school, and Rena and

more, a somber ambiance hung in

curling around him as he whispered,

weighed down by a mixture of fatigue and

first time she had witnessed Alexis in such a vulnerable state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed

tears welled up, unspoken remorse

and handed her a tissue.

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing

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

sought to collect herself, to find

for space and time to process

what seemed like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense

her hand,

it’s not

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen on the other

and steady, pierced

come to

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 heavy with unspoken

retreated into her own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to

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

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

her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly, 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

flickered in her direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had read countless

scene struck

comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

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. She couldn’t ignore the responsibilities

she would be too

with gentle steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is

at her, his eyes revealing a mixture

a word, he handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to

in every inflection. The presence of her mother brought solace to Alexis’

around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag,

reminded him of just how much he needed her by his

Rena had been his emotional anchor

responsibility, his love for them both

evening, Alexis finally

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite 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 with a smile adorning

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis to

of the room, her footsteps carrying her to Waylen. She found him in his study, sitting in

called out softly,

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind

intent to have a serious conversation lingering in

pulled her into

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying

bodies melded together, an

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

she realized that Waylen

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

the responsibility they now shared as parents that softened Rena’s heart.

Waylen’s body tensed.

gaze met hers in the dimly

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

hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that transported them

breaths mingled, growing ragged with each

pressed against the door, confusion etched across her face. She had intended to discuss about

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

intentions were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the

within his chest,

that urge to kiss her

kiss her, savoring the intimate connection

fervently sought to please her

shower and get ready for bed. I’ll fetch your some

her legs weakened by the intensity of

supporting her waist, she might have crumpled to the

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

her voice soft as

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 in the

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

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort

the atmosphere between Waylen

her with newfound tenderness and affection, as if a shift

focusing on her early morning routine of preparing

in a cheerful mood, clung to

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

challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

the child may become

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis

Rena’s legs and attempted to

Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to

a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

dearly, but he

from Rena’s lap and resuming

contain herself, Rena said,

of his