A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Korbyn confidently placed his chess piece on the intricately carved chessboard, offering his opinion. “As a young lady, it is best to maintain a certain level of reservation.”

How could Korbyn fail to recognize his own daughter’s nature?

Waylen had mentioned that Cecilia possessed a pure simplicity and would readily comply with Harold’s wishes. Yet, Korbyn believed it was advantageous for Cecilia to be with the astute Harold who would look out for her. Harold effortlessly deceived Cecilia, his smile masking his true intentions.

Just then, Juliette approached with a warm smile and addressed the group, “Since Waylen is unable to join us at the moment, why don’t we proceed with our meal? The servant has already laid out the dishes.”

Cecilia seized Harold’s hand, pulling him close as they walked arm in arm, an intimate gesture reflecting their connection.

Korbyn and Juliette exchanged knowing smiles, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

During the subsequent lunch, the atmosphere remained pleasant. Harold showcased his conversational prowess, endearing himself to Cecilia’s parents.

After the meal, Cecilia led Harold to her private sanctuary on the second floor.

As the door closed behind them, she boldly initiated a passionate kiss, revealing her desire to share a deeper connection with him.

However, Harold’s wound and his ***ual encounter with the female escort earlier that morning meant that fatigue gripped him, leaving him devoid of the energy required for intimacy with Cecilia.

Moreover, his current state of mind did not lend itself to passionate endeavors, so he settled for a tender kiss. instead.

In a voice tinged with huskiness, he expressed, “Give me a few more days, my love. Can you wait?”

Shyly, Cecilia nodded in agreement, her arms enveloping his waist as she inhaled his unique scent. “I truly wish for you to shower and rid yourself of the perfume’s aroma. However, since it’s the scent of the nurse’s perfume, I don’t mind.”

Harold’s smile bloomed as he affectionately caressed her head, soothing her concerns.

They decided to rest, seeking solace in each other’s embrace.

A distant car’s sound then echoed from downstairs. It could be Waylen’s arrival.

With gentle motions, Harold disengaged Cecilia’s hands and made his way to the balcony, hoping for a glimpse. Indeed, it was Waylen.

The afternoon sun cast its sweltering rays, prompting Waylen to discard his jacket. Dressed in a dapper dark blue shirt and suit trousers, he engaged in a phone conversation.

“I’ve returned to my parents‘ house. I’ll pick you up around five o’clock! Start packing your belongings.”

Tension coiled within Harold’s body. He knew it must be Rena conversing with Waylen on the other end of the line.

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Was Rena planning to move in with Waylen?

At that moment, Waylen lifted his gaze and locked eyes with Harold. A knowing smile graced his lips.

Waylen chuckled.

Speaking gently into the phone, he reassured, “It’s nothing, my dear. I simply spotted an acquaintance! If there are items you cant bring along, we can always purchase new ones on our way back.”

After concluding his phone call, Waylen disconnected the line.

A shadow passed over Harold’s face, his expression turning somber.

Just then, Cecilia awoke from her nap. She approached him, seeking solace by enveloping his waist and longing for a kiss. However, Harold wasnt in the mood. He simply said, “Your brother has returned.

Let’s go downstairs.” Despite Cecilia’s inherent simplicity, she couldn’t help but perceive his indifference, leading to a tinge of disappointment seeping into her heart.

Harold, ever the charmer, skillfully coaxed and reassured her.

As they descended the staircase, Cecilia’s spirits soared once more, her buoyant nature resurfacing.

Waylen sat comfortably on the sofa, engrossed in a magazine. Cecilia eagerly threw herself into his arms, exclaiming, “Waylen!”

Waylen playfully pinched her cheek and remarked, “You’re still as clingy as ever. Harold might become jealous.” “He wont,” Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen’s arm and assuming a spoiled stance. “Didn’t you mention having several projects? It would be better to have Harold take care of them instead of outsiders.”

Waylen glanced up at Harold, a meaningful smile dancing on his lips. “Dad ts right. You treat Harold better than you treat us now.”

“No, I’m not!” Cecilia protested, her voice filled with affection.

After playfully teasing his sister, Waylen readily agreed, his charming smile lighting up the room.

“I know you are the best,” Cecilia praised, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

Cecilia, with her gentle nature, sought to mend the strained relationship between Harold and Waylen. She had always sensed an underlying tension between the two, yet the cause remained a mystery to her.

Harold was on the verge of becoming the son—in—law of the prestigious Fowler family, whose influence far surpassed that of the Moore family. The Fowlers were a towering presence in terms of connections and power, leaving the Moores far behind in comparison.

He couldn’t afford to jeopardize his bond with Waylen over Rena, no matter, the circumstances.

With graciousness, Harold expressed, “Thank you, Waylen,” his words dripping with politeness.

Waylen responded with a faint, enigmatic smile, hinting at a myriad of thoughts beneath the surface.

Picking up the magazine again, he leafed through it nonchalantly, his demeanor exuding an icy detachment.

As the clock struck half past four in the afternoon, Waylen rose from his seat, his purpose evident.

“I have some pressing matters to attend to. I shall take my leave,” he informed the company, his voice laced with a touch of regret.

Understanding the rarity of this encounter, Korbyn and Juliette, eager to spend more time with Waylen, implored him to stay for dinner.

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“Next time, I promise to join you for dinner! However, today I’m afraid I must attend to some urgent matters,” Waylen assured, his hand tenderly brushing Cecilia’s head.

As he departed, Harold, feeling obliged to follow suit, disclosed that he too couldn’t stay for dinner.

Sensing his potential discomfort, Cecilia proactively sought to protect him by speaking affectionately, “Please don’t dwell on it too much. My brother has always been like this; reserved and unenthusiastic toward almost everyone.”

Harold’s reaction was one of scorn, his expression tainted with cynicism.

But what about Rena?

The question lingered unspoken as he swiftly made his way to his car, determined to catch up with Waylen’s vehicle.

Gently gripping the steering wheel, Waylen cast a quick glance at the rearview mirror, his eyes locking onto Harold’s car trailing behind him.

A mischievous chuckle escaped his lips, for he had no intention of shaking off Harold. In stead, he purposefully drove at a leisurely pace, ensuring that Harold could easily keep up with him.

After half an hour had passed, Waylen halted to collect Rena, who seemed to have encountered Darren prior to their meeting. Her eyes betrayed a hint of redness as she settled into the car.

Waylen, not typically known for his consideration, especially when it came to women, couldn’t help but inquire with gentle concern, “You’ve already seen your father. He’s fine, right? So why the tears?”

“I didn’t cry,” Rena hurriedly interyected, attempting to conceal her emotional turmoil.

Waylen chuckled softly, his voice a mere whisper, “Or could it be that you shed tears in anticipation of the hardship will subject you to? Fear not, for I have yet to make any moves. Why, then, have you wept?”

Rena averted her gaze, unable to provide a response.

A knowing smile danced across Waylen’s lips as he ignited the engine, stealing another glance at the rearview mirror.

Lo and behold, Harold persisted in his pursuit!

Amidst the bustling rush hour traffic, the road became plagued with a gridlock.

Seizing the opportune moment when they came to a halt at a red light, Waylen casually inquired about Darren’s circumstances and Rena eagerly divulged every detail.

“Your Suitcase is very small. Have you brought everything you need?” Waylen suddenly inquired.

Rena pondered for a moment before replying, “There aren’t any indoor slippers for women at your residence. It intend to purchase a pair.”

his agreement conveyed in the slight movement of his

a sense of purpose, he rolled down the car window, allowing a swirl of smoke to escape as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his elbow

crawl of the surrounding vehicles, it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking

a stop, Waylen unfastened his seat belt and turned to face Rena, his voice laced with consideration, “Across the street, there’s a grocery store

the air, he retrieved a card from his wallet and disclosed the PIN to

this point forward, all household expenses should be taken care of

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her way into the said grocery store, oblivious to the fact that Waylen’s neighbors frequented the establishment. If she were to visit a few more times, she would inevitably cross paths

his cigarette, Waylen leisurely opened the car door, stepping

pharmacy. Approaching the counter, he casually selected two boxes of condoms, opting for the larger

nonchalance, he retrieved a hundred—dollar bill from his wallet, extending it towards the

a woman in her early forties, raised her head, her eyes widening in astonishment

returned to the vehicle as Rena had just completed her shopping

car, clutching a

“Pray tell, what did you buy? It appears to contain quite

slippers and two bathrobes,”

interest in the most ordinary household items. Waylen

flushed as she explained, “Oh, no! It’s just that I happened to notice the bathrobes at

mood, she cleared her throat and added, “By the way, did you get

his gaze upon her for a

them discreetly on top of the dashboard.

appeared solemn on the surface but,

numerous women before and that was why

Harold, who had been tailing him, could no longer follow suit. Harold parked his vehicle outside, brooding in solitude He had shadowed Waylen throughout, observing Rena’s entry

witnessed her visit to the grocery store for shopping-And he

have *** with Rena

the black sports

gazes upon him, regarding him as though he were a

utterly indifferent to their

his grasp. She could very well be in Waylen’s embrace

raged between

Waylen then said, “Claribel won’t be joining us tonight. You’ll need to prepare something for

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she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for him. Her culinary skills were exceptional, resulting in two simple but delectable dishes in no

was taken aback with

in a few mouthfuls before gazing at Rena and uttering, “These are absolutely delicious!” “Thank you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage of the pleasant atmosphere, she added, “I’ll be heading to Mr. Larson’s residence to give Danna her piano lessons

formed on Waylen’s

had agreed to Rena teaching Danna, he couldn’ help but feel disgruntled that she had just moved in and was already planning

he had purchased

taxi there and I’ll pick you up later when

hurriedly replied, “I can take a taxi

Waylen didn’t insist.

for him to

he retreated to his study to

Waylen leaning casually against the study door, his gaze fixed upon her

tone, he remarked, “You are incredibly diligent. I

intelligence; she wasnt

her tiptoes to bestow a tender kiss upon his lips. Her voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered, “I shall return to be by your

my side?” he questioned, taking a meaningful sip of

she responded, “You can do whatever you

his eyes as he chuckled.

that, he pivoted and strolled

in the bedroom

hand, instilled within him a sense of anticipation,

changed her attire before venturing outside, casting a gaze

he turned his attention towards her. With a tender tone, she expressed, “I shall

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her words, Waylen’s lips

another person was an entirely novel

solitude. Nevertheless, he found solace in this newfound arrangement. Rena possessed an unobtrusive

his

simply responded with a

the entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically facilitated

as she approached the complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports car came to an abrupt halt

of the vehicle

struck with astonishment upon seeing him, her trepidation of being left alone with

countenance conveyed

to maintain control over her

uttered sarcastically, “I underestimated you. So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe he loves you? Are you aware of his past?

smile played upon Rena’s

calm tone, she inquired, “And how

not naive; she could tell that Waylen harbored feelings for

nonchalant response left Harold momentarily

of his plaything? Rena… He merely desires you for physical pleasure. Are you truly content

she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case

she attempted to push him away and walked towards the

Harold seized her hand, refusing to release his grip. With an impassive expression, he stared directly into her eyes and declared; “I can give you whatever he

wounded pride compelled him

to become his mistress, perhaps

Rena’s repulsion was palpable.

hushed tone, she warned, “Let go of me or I shall cry out for help! Surely you

Harold reluctantly released his hold

the roadside, successfully hailed a

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vented his frustration by striking

clutching two small boxes, observed the unfolding scene

he recollected that he had left the condoms in his car. Little did he anticipate such a spectacle when he came to retrieve

smile graced Waylen’s face as he retrieved his phone and dialed Jazlyn’s number. “Get the Moore Group’s audit records from the past

taken aback

business enterprise owned by the

appropriate for Waylen te delve into the affairs of the Moore Group, especially considering his sister’s impending

that Waylen’s motivations stemmed from his concern for

Waylen was consumed

Rena’s return, the clock struck half

have concluded his tasks, finding solace near the French window with

Rena entered and closed the door behind her, he remained fixated, unaware of

teeth gently gnawing

were purely physical in nature. Thus, she approached him, tenderly embracing him from behind.

Waylen didn’t say anything.

in his glass while

slept with anyone before, she understood what he

his

warning, he suddenly scooped her up and plopped her down on top of

was the

front of her was

bad mood, but she didn’t know how she

against hers, Rena could tell that it was

still

inexperienced, so after fumbling around for a while, she wrapped her legs around his waist and asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter with

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ear and studied her face carefully. All of a sudden, he recalled

cheek and asked in a low voice, “How’d you even end

then did it

was in a foul mood because of what happened between her

used to be in love with Harold. After all, they had been together for four years—but she