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.”

a subtle nod, his agreement conveyed in

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

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

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

retrieved a card from his

forward, all household expenses should be

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grocery store, oblivious to the fact that Waylen’s neighbors frequented the establishment. If she were to visit a few more

his cigarette, Waylen leisurely opened the car door, stepping out onto

counter, he casually selected two boxes of condoms, opting

hundred—dollar bill from his

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

to the vehicle as Rena had just completed her shopping

gracefully entered the car, clutching

upon the bag in her possession, and he inquired, “Pray tell, what did you buy? It appears

of cozy indoor slippers and two

for their affinity towards shopping, even displayed an interest in the most ordinary household

It’s just that I happened

the mood, she cleared her throat and added,

fixated his gaze upon

pocket, placing them discreetly on top of the dashboard. Rena immediately

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

if he engaged in such relationships with numerous women before and that was

Harold, who had been tailing him, could no

grocery store for shopping-And he had also witnessed Waylen’s purchase of two boxes of

intend to have ***

the steering wheel, causing the black sports car

their gazes upon him, regarding him as though he

utterly indifferent

had slipped through his grasp. She could very well

battle raged between the two men

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

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sense of gratitude towards Waylen and was willing to do anything for him. Her culinary skills were

taken

you,” Rena replied, savoring her own meal. Taking advantage of the pleasant atmosphere, she added, “I’ll be heading to Mr.

slight furrow formed on

feel disgruntled that she

he had purchased

you up later when you finish,”

trouble him. She hurriedly

Waylen didn’t insist.

was truly no need for him to

the meal, he retreated to his

washed the dishes, Rena discovered Waylen leaning casually against

are incredibly diligent. I

wasnt oblivious to his simmering

voice carried a gentle reassurance as she uttered, “I

my side?” he

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

as he chuckled.

he pivoted and strolled

woman’s worth in the

him

casting a gaze towards the study before her

in his work, immersed in his own world. Sensing Rena’s presence, he turned his attention towards

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hearing her words, Waylen’s lips

an

from his 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 arts, which

halted his

responded with a slight

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

complex’s entrance, a sleek black sports car

of the

her trepidation

his countenance

to maintain control over

Harold approached her without making any physical advances. He merely uttered sarcastically, “I underestimated you. So, you truly ensnared Waylen! Do you honestly believe he loves you? Are you aware of his past? If you possessed knowledge

faint smile played upon Rena’s

inquired, “And how does any of this concern

naive; she could tell that Waylen harbored

left Harold

questioned, “You are unaffected? Are you willingly accepting the role of his plaything? Rena… He merely desires you for physical pleasure. Are

scorn tainting her voice as she retorted, “And what about you, Harold? Is it not the exactly same case with you? Don’t you just

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

he stared directly into her eyes and declared; “I can

that moment, his wounded pride compelled him to rise

were to become his mistress,

Rena’s repulsion was palpable.

of me or I shall cry out for

Harold reluctantly released his hold

successfully hailed a taxi,

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his

small boxes, observed

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

“Get the Moore Group’s

was taken aback

Moore Group happened to be the business

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

stemmed from

was

clock struck half past

appeared to have concluded his tasks, finding solace near the French

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

at the doorway, her teeth gently gnawing at her lip, deep in

Waylen’s desires were purely physical

Waylen didn’t say anything.

his glass while holding her hand, gently stroking it with

before, she understood what he meant. Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his ear, “How

set his

and plopped her down on top of

was the

front of

that he was in a bad mood, but she didn’t know how she had

his lips against hers, Rena

still kissed him

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

&

her face carefully. All of a sudden, he recalled how Harold had grabbed her hand

in a low voice, “How’d you even end up

then did it dawn on

in a foul mood because of what happened between her and

be in love with Harold. After all, they had