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.

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

had addressed her by her

wavering. Waylen steered the car towards the base of a secluded mountain, where solitude prevailed,

Rena began to fully

dampened, evident from his somber

the tendrils of smoke to curl and intertwine with the night

scene unfolded, transcending words encapsulate its ethereal

the air. Rena, clad in a delicate dress, soon felt the nip of the cold, causing her nose to blush crimson, accentuating her complexion and rendering

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

“Thank you.”

questioning her decision to be here with Waylen. Tonight, she perceived