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.

eyes, Waylen ran his hand through her

nestled her face against his

cheek and

continued to

forcing her and instead held her in

knew better than to push her when she didn’t want to speak. As a father, he felt a deep sense of remorse for her struggles, willing to do everything in his power to

couldn’t be

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

Rena, silently telling her that

Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly

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

she gazed at

of understanding that

finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under

to school, and Rena and Waylen accompanied

as Rena and Waylen sat in the car once more, a somber ambiance hung in the air, a

for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he whispered,

seat, her body weighed down by a mixture

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

tears welled up, unspoken remorse flooding her

out the cigarette and handed

but more came rushing

own world with only Waylen by her

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself,

need for space and time to process her

an eternity, Rena

her hand, his voice

it’s not your

phone buzzed, and it was Waylen

calm and steady, pierced through

to

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

villa was

own world upon’ returning from the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening at

depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her teddy bear tightly,

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

returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he

poignant scene struck Rena to her

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

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

would be too

her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let

his eyes revealing a mixture

handed the well-worn fairy tale book to Rena and quietly stepped out

emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of

corridor wall. He lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him in wisps. Taking a deep drag, he realized that he didn’t need to face these challenges

how much

was then that Waylen fully comprehended that Rena had been his emotional

love for them both ran

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

savoring each

sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would

lamp, Leaving Alexis

his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst the dimly lit

out softly, her voice breaking

and approached her, closing the door behind him with

a

her into his

but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

stand still as their bodies melded together, an intimate

a moist warmth that initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

she realized that Waylen was not

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

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

features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

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

ragged

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

found hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as he kissed her

intentions were far from

and comfort her, to remind her of

heart raced within his

had that urge to kiss

to kiss her, savoring the

sought to please her in every

a hoarse voice, he murmured, “It’s late. Go take a shower

body still leaned against the door, her legs

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

waist, whispering, “If you desire

declined his offer, her voice soft as

will sleep with Lexi. You

a shower in my room. Your clothes

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

the entire night by Alexis’ side, providing comfort and

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

newfound tenderness and affection,

early morning routine of preparing breakfast

clung to Rena,

hint of nonchalance as he told his daughter,

something, to challenge his assertion, but

the child may become dependent in the

Waylen to Korbyn, seeing him as a man prone to explaining and dictating.

was showering Alexis with all the

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

instant, Alexis abandoned her

Rena’s lap, yearning to be held and

with a fleeting glance, adhering

he believed

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

herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee,