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 her curly brown

nestled her face against

cheek and asked, “Do

to

her and instead held

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

happiness couldn’t be

cook things the little girl liked. She then found Alexis hiding under

silently telling her that he

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

Jazlyn called Waylen, and Rena answered

up, she gazed at

of understanding that words couldn’t

9 a.m. finally arrived, Alexis emerged from under the quilt, clutching her beloved

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

more, a somber

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

her seat, her body weighed

state. Alexis, typically vibrant and full of life, seemed like a completely different child that morning, and it broke

up, unspoken remorse flooding her

put out the cigarette and handed her a tissue. “Don’t

wiped away her tears, but more came rushing down

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

collect herself, to find a

respected her need for space and time to process her

like an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

her hand, his voice

it’s not

and it was Waylen on

and steady, pierced through

to the

onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily

within the villa was heavy with

the kindergarten. She had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had

soft-spoken servant showed

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

wardrobe, clutched her teddy

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

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

scene struck

moment, she fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen

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

would be

steps, Rena removed her shoes, her voice soft as a

her, his eyes revealing a mixture

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

voice quivering with emotion as she leaned in to kiss her

concern evident in

leaning against the 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

arrival had reminded him of just how much he

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

Alexis was their shared responsibility, his love for them both

the clock struck nine in the evening, Alexis finally stepped out

devoured her late dinner, savoring each bite with a

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

lamp,

She found him in his study, sitting in quiet solitude amidst

Rena called out softly, her voice breaking

stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him with a deliberate motion. “Is she

her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her

her into his embrace, pressing her gently

caused a slight discomfort in Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

he lowered his head, burying his face in

seemed to stand still as their bodies melded

neck felt a moist warmth that initially unsettled

realized that

of her own emotional battles, he, too,

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

that enveloped them

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

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

the taste of tobacco lingering as

were

to please and comfort her, to remind

his

that urge to kiss

a long while, he continued to kiss her, savoring the

he fervently sought to

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

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

Waylen’s hand supporting her waist, she might

desire more,

offer, her voice soft

with Lexi.

study lights, his other 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

by

day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena had

newfound tenderness and affection, as

it, focusing on her early morning routine of preparing breakfast for

clung to Rena,

nonchalance as he told his

assertion, but his gaze met hers, and he offered

child excessively, the

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

Her sole focus was showering Alexis

legs and attempted to eat independently. Rena, unable to resist, began feeding her mashed

an instant, Alexis abandoned her

then climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

actions with a fleeting glance, adhering to his own set

loved her dearly, but he believed in instilling

increasingly apprehensive, slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal

to contain herself, Rena

his black coffee,