A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 121-130

Flustered, she blushed and remained silent.

On the second-floor terrace of the Fowler residence, Waylen stood, gently swaying the flowing white curtains with his slender fingers. In a low voice, he spoke, “An old friend of my father’s has returned from Braseovell and he will be arriving here soon. It seems I won’t be able to join you tonight.”

What a curious coincidence!

Lyndon, too, had returned from Braseovell on the very same day.

Rena’s voice softened as she replied, “Treat him well, then.”

Waylen nodded. Just as he was about to say something more, a melodious voice called out from behind, “Waylen!”

Startled, he turned around.

Standing there was an elegant middle-aged man, exuding al and charm.

Waylen bid Rena a hasty farewell, his voice barely audible as he ended the call.

A warm smile lit up his face as he greeted the man. “Mr. Coleman, it’s been a long time.”

This man was Lyndon. He and Waylen’s father had been close friends for years, admiring each other’s talents and character.

While it appeared. that Lyndon had returned for his concert tour, his true motive was far more profound-—he had actually come back in secret search of his long-lost daughter.

Lyndon’s smile widened as he greeted Waylen. “Long time no see, It’s been a few years since we last met! I’ve heard great things about your accomplishments in your career.”

Waylen modestly brushed off the praise, engaging in a pleasant conversation with the older man.

Just then, Cecilia ascended the stairs, her eyes sparkling with delight. at the sight of Lyndon. She playfully clung to his arm, reminiscent of her childhood days. “Mr. Coleman, my father is calling for you downstairs,” she said with a mischievous grin.

Lyndon tenderly patted Cecilia’s hand and obliged, making his way downstairs with her.

As they descended, Cecilia couldn’t contain her curiosity and asked, “Did Elvira come back with you this time?”

Lyndon’s expression froze.

His gaze instinctively shifted towards Waylen.

Waylen was leaning against the French window, furrowing his brow and slowly puffing on a cigarette.

Lyndon couldn’t help but admire the young man’s remarkable demeanor, even amidst his evident distress.

In a low voice, Lyndon replied to Cecilia, No, she didn’t. she won’t be returning for the time being.”

On the terrace, Waylen savored the final moments of his cigarette. His parents then started urging him to join them downstairs.

Slowly, he made his way to greet Lyndon, a highly esteemed guest in the Fowler household.

The servants were bustling about, making all necessary preparations to welcome the family’s cherished friend.

Korbyn, with his arm around Lyndon’s shoulder, beamed with joy as he exclaimed, “Lyndon, it’s been years, yet you remain as graceful as ever! I on the other hand, am feeling quite old.”

Cecilia chimed in sweetly, “Dad, are you thinking of finding a new wife”:

Laughter erupted around the table, and Juliette ‘joined in, jesting, “Oh, nonsense! Your father will give you a good scolding for such remarks.”

Cecilia stuck out her tongue and declared, “Mr. Coleman will protect me.”

Juliette smiled affectionately and addressed Lyndon, “Cecilia has always been attached to you since she was a child.”

Lyndon’s gaze rested on Cecilia, his heart tinged with longing.

Though he and his wife had a daughter, she had been adopted. If only he hadn’t prioritized his own ego and disappointed his girlfriend at the time, could he have had a biological daughter as lively and lovely as Cecilia?

He felt a wave of melancholy wash over him and softly uttered, “Cecilia is truly delightful.” Then he gently patted her on the head.

Confused, Cecilia blinked her innocent eyes, unaware of the depth of Lyndon’s emotions.

Sensing the man’s sadness, Korbyn swiftly changed the subject, rekindling a lively atmosphere. However, in the midst of their joyful conversation, Korbyn couldn’t help but notice Waylen’s somber mood. Sighing inwardly, Korbyn knew that there was something bothering his son.

Korbyn sighed.

The dinner continued well into the late hours of the night.

Juliette had already instructed the servants to prepare the guest room for

Lyndon. However, Lyndon insisted on staying in a hotel. With no other choice, she and Korbyn arranged for a driver to accompany their old friend back to the hotel.

As the dinner concluded, the grand dining room now appeared empty:

The only thing heard were the sounds of the servants udying up, the clinking of glasses and plates echoing faintly in the air.

Waylen was about to retire to his room when his father halted him.

“Waylen,1 need to talk to you about something.”

Waylen turned his deep gaze towards his father, awaiting his words.

Korbyn gestured for them to proceed to the study, closing the door behind them.

Once inside, Waylen prepared a cup of tea for the older man. , . “i

“Rad what do you want to talk to me > about in the middle of the night?”

Korbyn did not drink the tea and instead put it aside.

With a serious expression, he began. “Waylen, I noticed that you were not in a good mood during dinner.”

Waylen took out a cigarette, brought it to his lips and lit it.

With a smirk, he replied, “Really? I must have been too tired recently.”

Korbyn frowned. He knew his son very well,

He knew that Waylen was lying.

“I don’t care about your past with Elvira, but you can’t let it affect my friendship with Lyndon.”

Waylen then took a long drag from his cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray.

Rising from his seat, he smiled wistfully and said, “Then, I’ll take my leave now.”

Korbyn frowned unhappily. “Don’t you consider this house your home? Why do you have to go back to your apartment so late in the middle of the night?”

Korbyn was known for his bad temper and domineering attitude.

Many people feared him, but Waylen wasn’t one of them.

Glancing at his father indifferently, Waylen shrugged and said, “I have to go back and go through some materials for a case.”

Korbyn gritted his teeth in anger, but he knew he couldn’t force his son to stay.

“Get out! I don’t even know why you wanna be a lawyer! Why are you so hell-bent on cleaning other people’s messes?”

Waylen smiled at him mockingly. “Have you forgotten, Dad? The Fowler Group pays me eighty million a year as retainer.”

Korbyn’s nostrils flared and his eyes widened. “I said get out!”

need to be told a

car when Korbyn came downstairs and scolded, “You’ve been drinking. Do you seriously plan on driving yourself back? You really

got out of the car and handed the key to the

Fowler family for

dare to say anything and quietly drove

stop, Waylen ordered, “Thank you, Ryder. You should go

Ryder Nicolson, had no choice but

inside his apartment, Waylen pulled out

lit it with

between his ends fingers, he took a Jong,

smoke filled his lungs,

somehow, it made him feel

go inside until he finished about

door, he found that it was

in from the narrow crack between the curtains. The atmosphere in the

the sofa, quietly crept into

in

hair cascading onto the sheets delicately.

couldn’t help but reach under the

touch woke

opened her watery eyes and looked at him, biting her lip

him, nor did she dare to move. Instead, she simply let him do

over

kiss gradually

finally pulled away

gently asked, “Why’d you

“I drank a

it seemed that he had no

Waylen couldn’t help but

wrapped her arms around

them were both turned on right

took her now, since he was thinking about another woman just a few moments

going to take a

was usually a meticulous person, but now he left a trail of messy clothes all

She couldn’t meet his playful gaze, so

on the floor and tossed them into the laundry basket. Then she

She smiled in satisfaction.

looked delicious

would

taking a shower, Waylen sat at the table and began to slurp up

his work, so he had come to prefer home-cooked meals. Although Rena wasn’t the best cook, her food

deal

he glanced at Rena in

got your hair

wistfully, “Sadly,

Waylen chuckled softly.

send me the time and address.

get her phone and forwarded the details to

soon as he received her text, Waylen wrote

he looked up, he found Rena

and gently pinched her face, “You really enjoy looking at me, don’t you? Why didn’t you try to

He teased her playfully.

Rena’s cheeks blushed furiously.

pretended to briskly clean up the table, but before she could reach for his empty bowl, he grabbed her by the hand. “Claribel

was. Besides, he had never had sex with her before, so she couldn’t tell

carried her back to the bedroom. As soon as he laid her in bed, he climbed

against his chest when

her back to reality. “Let’s leave the rest to

She had spent a

strong desire

decided what they did in bed— and when they would

had no choice but to listen to

a while,

at her serene sleeping face

terrible mood earlier, but when he returned to the apartment and saw how Rena was so good to him,

the urge to

she awoke the following day, she’d wake up

early,

work, and even Claribel had finished all her

but

two already lived together, and every time they kissed,

she’d think that they’d finally have sex, Waylen would always withdraw. Frowning, Rena wondered what sex would

about it anymore. She got

a lot of free time on her hands, so she

been discharged from the hospital and moved back into

realized that Rena didn’t live

about it, Eloise would

helped Eloise do the dishes in the

a low voice, Eloise whispered, “I heard that Harold has been having a hard time recently. Is it

Rena nodded silently.

the latter would go throwgh some difficulties now,

when she was finished, Eloise gritted her

shook her head. “What matters is that Dad’s fine. Besides, Waylen’s sister is going to

in a trance for a while. Suddenly, her face

had said that she wouldn’t let Rena sell her body, but in the end, she didn’t do anything when Rena asked Waylen for help in exchange for her moving in with him. She knew that Waylen wouldn’t marry Rena, but she didn’t stop Rena

her head and said,

and even refused to let Eloise have her own child. Rena

the conversation made the atmosphere in the

intend to

Darren with his rehabilitation exercises, so

obediently went to the door

who was standing outside, all the color drained from her

didn’t know how long he had been staneine there before he decided to ring the

came from inside the room.

Then she went out and hurriedly

Rena felt nothing for

you came to visit my father, there’s no

ground and stubbed it out

head, he locked eyes with her and said “Rena I came here to see you! Let’s go to our old

looked at

dared he mention

past, she thought that that apartment held her best memories, but now she knew that she was wrong about that. Without hesitation, she shook her head

have expected

smiled and tried to coax her gently. “You know I won’t

want with

her breath on him, Rena was about to go

“Stop being so cold to me,

blood boiling with rage and

twice and raised her hand to slap him in the

you! We broke up a long time

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