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 hand through her curly

against his chest,

and asked, “Do you miss

continued to

from forcing her and

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

sometimes, happiness couldn’t

way to cook things the little girl liked.

telling her that he got

cradled Alexis in his arms from 7 a.m, to nearly 9

those two hours, Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered the

she gazed at

of understanding

arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved teddy

expressed her desire to go to school, and Rena and

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

around him as he whispered, “She has experienced moments like this before.

back in her seat, her body weighed down by

typically vibrant and full of life,

up, unspoken remorse flooding

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue.

away her tears, but

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

shut, Rena sought to collect

respected her need for space and time to process her

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

gently clasped her hand, his voice

it’s not

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

calm and steady, pierced

to the

spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten,

atmosphere within the villa was

refuge

stairs, her steps quick but careful. A soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler

door to Alexis’ room open, her eyes widening

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

cramped space. In his hands, he held a worn fairy tale book, reading the familiar stories to Alexis with unwavering

direction, his focus soon returning to the pages of the book, resuming the tales he had

struck Rena

the immense sacrifices Waylen had made for Alexis over

the magnitude of his love and devotion. Rena, as Alexis’ mother, couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer silently. She couldn’t ignore

she would be too

shoes, her voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe is quite small. Let me do

glanced at her, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief

book to Rena and quietly stepped out of the wardrobe, allowing Rena to take his place

beside Alexis, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her daughter before beginning to read the

in

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 alone

how much he needed

Rena had been his emotional anchor throughout

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of

clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis

savoring each

even sharing a bedtime story. Aware that Rena would be staying the night, Alexis

bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind

a

she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace,

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

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

head, burying

as their bodies melded together, an

initially unsettled her, yet she refrained from

realized

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

that softened Rena’s heart. She gently cupped the back of his neck, her touch offering solace amidst

Waylen’s body tensed.

his gaze met hers in the dimly lit

obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped them felt

couldn’t resist lowering his lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss that

growing ragged with each passing

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

lingering as he kissed

were

and comfort her, to remind her of the

his

that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss her,

he fervently sought to

a shower and get

her legs weakened by the

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

“If you desire more, we can go

her voice soft as a

Lexi. You can

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

by Alexis’

atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

tenderness and affection, as if a shift

morning routine

clung to Rena, seeking

nonchalance as he told his daughter, “You can handle these things

something, to challenge his assertion, but his gaze met hers, and

the child may

a man prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age had a

sole focus was

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

Alexis abandoned

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

adhering to his own set of principles in

her dearly, but he believed

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming

to contain herself, Rena

sip of his black coffee, his