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.”

subtle nod, his agreement conveyed in the slight movement of

window, allowing a swirl of smoke to escape as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his elbow against the open window, he purposefully positioned himself so that Harold could

surrounding vehicles, it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking half hour to finally arrive at

with consideration, “Across the street, there’s a grocery store where you can purchase anything you may need. I’ll head to the pharmacy opposite to pick

a card from his wallet

this point forward, all household expenses should

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moment, Rena hesitated but ultimately didn’t refuse his offer. She stepped out of the car, making 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 with

opened the car door, stepping

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

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

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

vehicle as Rena had just

car, clutching a bag

possession, and he inquired, “Pray tell, what did

cozy indoor slippers and two bathrobes,”

most ordinary household

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

the mood, she cleared her throat and added, “By

upon her for a prolonged

condoms from his trousers‘ pocket, placing them

often appeared solemn on the surface but, in private, he was rather open

couldn’t help but wonder if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women before and that was why he

a leisurely pace, Waylen maneuvered the car into the parking lot of his apartment complex. Naturally, Harold, who had been tailing him, could no longer follow suit. Harold parked his vehicle outside, brooding in

shopping-And he had also witnessed

to have

the black sports

upon him, regarding him as though he were a

utterly indifferent to their

was that Rena had slipped through his grasp. She could very well be in Waylen’s embrace right now, engaging in a passionate

to Rena, a battle raged between

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

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in their relationship and whether she should assume the responsibility of cooking. Howeyer, she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to

taken

uttering, “These are absolutely delicious!” “Thank you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage

slight furrow formed on Waylen’s

teaching Danna, he couldn’ help but feel disgruntled

he had purchased

I’ll pick you up later when you finish,” Waylen

hurriedly replied, “I can

Waylen didn’t insist.

no need for him to be excessively

he retreated to his study

Waylen leaning casually against the study door, his gaze

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

intelligence; she wasnt

Her voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered, “I shall return to

be by my side?” he questioned, taking a meaningful

renewed blush graced Rena’s cheeks. Summoning her courage, she responded, “You can do whatever

eyes as he chuckled. “Very well

that, he pivoted and strolled

woman’s worth in the bedroom alone

on the other hand, instilled within him a sense of anticipation, a

elegantly changed her attire before venturing outside, casting a gaze

Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his attention towards her. With a tender tone, she expressed, “I shall

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Waylen’s lips curved into

with another person was an entirely novel experience for

accustomed solitude. Nevertheless, he found solace in this newfound arrangement. Rena possessed an unobtrusive nature, exuding a gentle demeanor, She excelled in the culinary and domestic

halted his train of

responded with

to secure a taxi at the entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically

complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports car came to an abrupt

of the vehicle was

her

countenance conveyed great

maintain control

ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe he loves you? Are you aware of his past? If you possessed knowledge of his

faint smile played upon Rena’s

the calm tone, she inquired, “And how does

tell

nonchalant response left Harold

willingly accepting the role of his plaything? Rena… He merely desires

gaze, a touch of scorn tainting her voice as she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case

with him, she attempted to push him away and walked towards

her hand, refusing to release his grip. With an impassive expression, he stared directly into

wounded pride compelled him to rise above

mistress, perhaps he

Rena’s repulsion was palpable.

she warned, “Let go of me or I shall cry

his teeth, Harold reluctantly

successfully hailed a

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vanishing form and vented his frustration by striking

clutching two small boxes, observed the unfolding scene with

the condoms in his car. Little did he anticipate such a

and dialed Jazlyn’s number. “Get the Moore Group’s audit records from the past few years and

was taken aback by the

be the business

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

that Waylen’s motivations stemmed from his

was consumed by

return, the clock

appeared to have concluded his tasks, finding solace near the French window with a glass of wine in his hand, lost

and closed the door behind her, he

doorway, her teeth gently gnawing at

Waylen’s desires were purely physical in nature. Thus, she approached him, tenderly embracing

Waylen didn’t say anything.

slowly drank the rest of the wine in his glass

never slept with anyone before, she understood what he meant. Standing

his

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

was the

of her was

in a bad mood, but

lips against hers, Rena could

still

legs around his waist and asked in a low voice, “What’s

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strand of hair behind her ear and studied her face carefully. All of a sudden, he recalled how Harold

cupped her cheek and asked in a low voice, “How’d you even end up with that

it dawn

because of what happened between her and

After all, they had