A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 81-90
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
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 catch sight
it took Waylen and Rena a painstaking half
his voice laced with consideration, “Across the street, there’s a grocery store where
words hung in the air, he retrieved a card from his wallet and disclosed the PIN to
this point forward, all household expenses should be taken care
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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
opened the car door, stepping out onto
the pharmacy. Approaching the counter, he casually selected two boxes of condoms,
air of nonchalance, he retrieved a hundred—dollar bill from his wallet, extending it towards
woman in her early forties, raised her head, her eyes
returned to the vehicle as Rena had just completed
the car, clutching a bag
tell, what did
cozy indoor slippers and two
household items. Waylen cast a glance at her, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. “Bathrobes for a
just that I happened to
mood, she cleared her throat and added, “By the way, did you get what you
gaze upon her for
them discreetly on top of the dashboard. Rena
often appeared solemn on the surface but,
if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women before and that was why he was
him, could no longer follow suit. Harold parked his vehicle outside, brooding in solitude He had shadowed Waylen throughout, observing Rena’s entry
to the grocery store for shopping-And he had also witnessed Waylen’s purchase
intend to have
the steering wheel, causing the black sports car to
upon him, regarding him as though he were a
remained 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
raged between the two men for
Waylen then said, “Claribel won’t be joining us
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sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for him. Her culinary skills
taken aback with
“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
slight furrow formed
but feel disgruntled that she had just moved in and was already
he had purchased
pick you up later
to trouble him. She hurriedly replied, “I can take a
Waylen didn’t insist.
him
the meal, he retreated to his study
the table and washed the dishes, Rena discovered Waylen leaning casually against the study door,
remarked, “You are incredibly diligent.
intelligence; she wasnt oblivious to his
to bestow a tender kiss upon his lips. Her voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered, “I shall return to be by your side once I conclude Danna’s
he questioned, taking a meaningful sip of his
graced Rena’s cheeks. Summoning her courage, she
his eyes as he
and strolled into his
a woman’s worth in the bedroom alone was dreadfully
the other hand, instilled within him a sense of anticipation,
attire before venturing outside, casting a
was engrossed in his work, immersed in his own world. Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his attention towards her. With a
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her words, Waylen’s lips curved into a
an entirely novel experience for
possessed an unobtrusive nature, exuding a gentle demeanor, She excelled in the culinary and
his train of
simply responded
Rena departed, her intention was to secure a taxi at the entrance of the apartment complex, a task typically
the complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports car came to an abrupt halt before
out of the vehicle
seeing him, her trepidation
countenance
to maintain control over her
without making any physical advances. He merely uttered sarcastically, “I underestimated you. So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly
played upon Rena’s
tone, she inquired, “And how does any of this
could tell that
left
accepting the role of his plaything? Rena… He merely desires you for physical pleasure. Are you truly content
her gaze, a touch of scorn tainting her voice as she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case
to avoid entangling herself with him, she attempted to push him away and
With an impassive expression, he stared directly into her eyes and declared; “I can give you whatever he gives you,
moment, his wounded pride compelled him
notion that if Rena were to become his mistress, perhaps he would divorce Cecilia in a few
Rena’s repulsion was palpable.
a hushed tone, she warned, “Let go of me or I shall cry out for
Harold reluctantly released his hold
the roadside, successfully hailed a taxi, and
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Harold watched her vanishing form and vented his frustration by striking the roof of
clutching two small
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 few years
was taken aback
be the business enterprise
appropriate for Waylen te delve into the affairs of the Moore Group, especially considering his sister’s
that Waylen’s motivations stemmed from his
Waylen was
Rena’s return, the clock struck half past
tasks, finding solace near the French window with a glass
Rena entered and closed the door behind
doorway, her teeth gently
was uncertain about the methods employed by women to please men, she knew that Waylen’s desires were purely physical in nature. Thus, she approached him, tenderly embracing him from behind. “Have you completed your
Waylen didn’t say anything.
wine in his glass while holding her hand, gently stroking it with his
she had never slept with anyone before, she understood what he meant.
his
he suddenly scooped her up and plopped her
was the
of her
was in a bad mood,
enough, when Waylen pressed his lips against hers, Rena could tell that it was just
still kissed him
was 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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and studied her face
low voice,
then did it
mood because of what happened between
to be in love with Harold. After all, they had been together for four years—but she had never
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