A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Waylen initiated the car’s engine and kindly reminded her, “Please fasten your seat belt.”

A blush adorned Rena’s cheeks as she hurriedly complied with his request.

Taking a moment to steal a glance at him, Rena observed Waylen in his current state. He was donning a mere shirt and suit pants, his coat casually draped on the back seat of the car.

Unexpectedly, Waylen posed a question, “Do you find me handsome?”

Rena’s blush deepened, rendering her speechless for a moment. As Waylen’s car came to a halt at a red light, he turned his gaze towards Rena, his eyes filled with profound meaning.

After a brief hesitation, Rena summoned her courage and spoke up. “Mr. Fowler, I want to express my gratitude for what you did that day.”

Waylen maintained his silence.

ounce of bravery, Rena pressed on,“There’s a bus stop up ahead. I can easily catch a night bus

by her name

her resolve wavering. Waylen steered the car towards the base of a secluded mountain, where solitude prevailed, offering an atmosphere

Rena began to fully comprehend the

dampened, evident from his somber

from his pocket, he ignited it, allowing the tendrils of smoke to curl and intertwine with the

unfolded, transcending words encapsulate

a subtle chill permeated the air. Rena, clad in a delicate dress, soon felt the nip of the cold,

Waylen gracefully stooped down, retrieved his coat and gently draping it

“Thank you.”

of regret whispered within her, questioning her decision to be here with Waylen. Tonight, she perceived an enigmatic shift in his demeanor, as if