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.

stop up ahead. I can easily catch a night bus from there.” Finally, Waylen broke

had addressed her by her

Rena’s heart melted, her resolve wavering. Waylen steered the car towards the base of a secluded mountain, where solitude prevailed, offering an atmosphere suited for more

only then that Rena began

dampened, evident from

from his pocket, he ignited it, allowing the tendrils of

unfolded, transcending

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

down, retrieved his coat and gently draping it around her shoulders. “Put this

“Thank you.”

lacing her words. However, a tinge of regret whispered within her, questioning her decision to be here with Waylen. Tonight, she perceived an enigmatic shift in his