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.

his eyes, Waylen ran his hand through

face against his

pinched her cheek and asked, “Do you

continued to

forcing her and instead held her

and Waylen 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

couldn’t be bought

cook things the little girl liked.

at Rena, silently telling her that he got

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

called Waylen, and Rena answered

hanging up, she

shared a depth of understanding

emerged from under

her desire to go to school, and Rena and

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

seeking solace, reached for a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

seat, her body weighed down by

Alexis, typically vibrant and

up, unspoken remorse flooding

and handed her

away her tears, but more came rushing down her

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

eyes squeezed shut, Rena sought to collect herself, to find a glimmer

need for space and time to

an eternity, Rena managed to regain a sense of

gently clasped her hand, his voice tender and

not your

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

calm and steady, pierced through Rena’s

come to the

by his unexpected request, Rena’s hands trembled, causing hot coffee to spill onto the back of her hand. The pain momentarily forgotten, she swiftly

villa was heavy

had sought refuge in the confines of a small wardrobe, and Waylen had rushed back from work to be with her, their silent company

soft-spoken servant showed her the way. “Mr. Fowler and Miss Lexi are

door to Alexis’ room open, her

hidden within the depths of her pink wardrobe, clutched her

dressed impeccably in a formal suit, sat beside her, stooping low within the cramped space. In his hands, he

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

poignant scene struck

fully comprehended the immense sacrifices Waylen had

couldn’t bear to watch her daughter suffer

she would be

voice soft as a whisper. “The wardrobe

his eyes revealing

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

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

she spoke carried a heartfelt weight, her love and concern evident in every inflection. The presence of her

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

him of just how

that Rena had been his

shared responsibility, his love for them both ran deep, transcending the boundaries of time

the evening, Alexis

savoring each bite with

love and attention, personally bathing her, drying her hair, and even sharing a bedtime story.

the bedside lamp, Leaving Alexis

She found him in his study,

Rena called out softly, her voice

he stood up and approached her, closing the door behind him

have a serious conversation

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

Rena’s back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

his head, burying his

bodies melded together, an intimate connection reigniting

unsettled her, yet she refrained

moment, she realized that Waylen

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

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 touch

Waylen’s body tensed.

met hers in the

their features were obscured, the atmosphere that enveloped

lips to hers, initiating a soft and tender kiss

breaths mingled, growing ragged

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

hers once more, the taste of tobacco lingering as

were far from

to please and comfort her, to remind her of the depth of

within his chest,

urge to kiss

he continued to kiss her, savoring the

fervently sought to please her in every

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

door, her legs weakened by the intensity

her waist, she

gently stroked her waist, whispering, “If you desire more,

her voice soft as a

will sleep with Lexi. You

Rena’s arm. “Take a shower in my room. Your

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

night by

following day, the atmosphere between Waylen and Rena

and affection, as if a shift

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

clung to Rena, seeking

he

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

excessively, the

prone to explaining and dictating. After all, age

be intimidated. Her sole focus was showering Alexis with all the tenderness and care she

her grip on Rena’s legs and attempted to eat independently.

Alexis

climbed onto Rena’s lap, yearning to

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

but he believed in instilling independence

slowly sliding down from Rena’s lap and resuming her meal independently. Food scattered

to contain herself, Rena said,

sip of his black coffee, his tone