A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

After parking his car, he entered the establishment and was greeted by the melodic notes of a piano.

In the very next moment, Waylen’s eyes fell upon Rena.

She was dressed in an elegant white gown, engrossed in playing an aged piano.

Her radiance mirrored the beauty he had witnessed the first time she graced him with a performance.

With a gentle clench of his fist, Waylen felt a fleeting sense of unease.

It wasn’t because the piano produced a subpar sound; rather, he sensed that Rena was struggling. Her playing did not possess the same level of proficiency as before.

Perhaps she had not fully recovered, he speculated.

As Rena concluded her performance, he softly called out to her, “Rena!”

At the sound of his voice, Rena’s body froze momentarily.

However, she composed herself and turned her head, maintaining an air of calmness.

“Mr. Fowler?” Her tone was courteous, as if she were addressing an ordinary acquaintance.

Waylen surveyed his surroundings.

He found himself surrounded by mostly elderly people, their hair now turned white, all casting curious gazes in his direction.

Waylen, speaking with a gentle tone, expressed, “May I have a moment alone with you?”

Finally, Rena obliged and led him to the tea room.

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Inside a quaint wooden cottage, a grand French window adorned with an abundance of blooming flowers and lush plants caught their attention.

With a dignified presence, Waylen settled into his seat.

Rena gracefully poured a cup of tea for him and casually remarked, “We don’t have fine coffee or wine here. Black tea is our finest offering. Please make do with it.”

Waylen’s purpose for being here extended beyond the realms of tea; such matters did not concer him.

Seated across from each other, the warmth of the black tea enveloped their surroundings.

Waylen initiated the conversation, inquiring, “How are you doing?”

Rena lowered her gaze, delicately sipping the black tea, After a prolonged moment, she responded softly, “Not bad, Quite well, actually.”

From his pocket, Waylen retrieved a letter,

Rena recognized it as the invitation she had discarded, inviting her to attend the prestigious music school in Flirean, How could it now be in Waylen’s possession?

Waylen gently tapped the envelope with his fingers.

His gaze fixed upon Rena, he asked, “Are you still planning to go to Flirean? I heard you play the piano earlier. Is your foot still not fully healed?”

Rena tenderly touched her leg.

It… would never fully recover.

All that remained of their relationship was the injury inflicted upon her foot.

She would never ascend to the heights of a distinguished pianist. There was no longer a need to pursue Flirean and she would be unable to drive in the future… This was the price she had paid.

Yet Waylen remained unscathed.

Rena harbored no complaints. Her smile remained intact. “Thank you for your concern. I believe I won’t be going there.”

She spoke with a lightness in her tone.

However, Waylen felt an acute pang in his heart.

Rena had once declared that unless he offered his heart to her, she would not accept him.

Now, he yearned to give his everything to her… she no longer desired him.

Waylen refrained from further inquiries. Another question would cross the threshold, breaching the delicate balance. Slowly savoring the last sip of his black tea, he gazed at the setting sun. Then, with utmost tenderness, he suggested, “Allow me to drive you home.”

Waylen added, his voice laced with determination, “Your car is still in the garage and in a pitiful state. I will purchase a brand new car for you.”

Rena tightly clutched the cup, fighting to suppress her swirling emotions.

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She locked her gaze onto Waylen and offered a smile. “Mr. Fowler, we have ended our relationship. I have received the compensation for the break-up and have already moved my belongings. Jazlyn should have inventoried your possessions. We are now even.”

“I don’t desire that BMW,” she continued.

“And as for the new car you plan to buy, I have no need for it either.”

Rena rose from her seat and swung open the wooden door.

Remaining composed, she spoke in a calm and polite manner. “I have a class to teach shortly, Mr. Fowler. Please leave. From this moment onward… there is no necessity for us to cross paths again.”

She was ushering him away.

Waylen’s gaze delved into profound depths.

He observed Rena, yet failed to discern any trace of affection on her countenance.

Was this the same Rena who fearlessly nestled in his arms, eagerly kissed him, and implored for more?

Was she the Rena who blushed at his presence and became enraptured with the mere touch of his hand?

She had wholly retracted all her sentiments.

Waylen suddenly came to realize that he was the one who had been indulged.

Rena had moved on, while he remained unable to overcome his longing for her.

At that moment, Waylen suddenly thought of Harold. When Harold realized what he had missed, did he too experience the same feelings that now plagued Waylen?

Two days later, Waylen’s path crossed with Harold’s.

A fortuitous social gathering unfolded within the opulent confines of a private suite at the Mellowny Club.

Harold leisurely blew a smoke ring into the air, casting a sidelong glance at Waylen.

It was evident that Harold had been repressed for quite some time.

Seeing Waylen in such low spirits was a rare occurrence and Harold couldn’t resist the urge to provoke him further.

Extending hospitality, Harold poured a glass of wine for Waylen.

“Are you feeling down?” he inquired.

glass of brandy, Waylen swiftly downed its contents in

phone and scrolled through his album until he found a

asleep at a dining table. She appeared more youthful in the image and the background revealed

squinted, his gaze fixated

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used to cook for me and wait for me at night as well. It was not special. Soon

of Tyrone’s close relationship with her,

time and engaged in a direct confrontation with

private suite consisted of respectable individuals who bore witness to the escalating conflict. When Waylen unleashed his wrath, his icy and noble demeanor truly

Waylen’s superior physical strength and suffered a

to be present as

remarking, “Why are you doing this? You know

had clearly

is your comeuppance. I may be a despicable person who failed Rena but I genuinely care for her. If she

what about you? You hurt her

longer. He earnestly advised, “You’re drunk, Harold.

to remain

the blood from the corner of his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every time you visit Elvira, have you ever considered

her nature, I truly don’t understand why she agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally come to her senses

forward, ready

stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to settle their differences through physical

of the enclosure,

remnants of the altercation, most

the smoke to waft

foeceandy. acknowledged the truth in

yet concealed beneath the surface, it was she

he had taken her

had spoken the truth; Waylen had

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smoke at

exuding an air of nobility that held an irresistible allure

an affair with an escort

had encountered Waylen once before

she sensed a distinct change in the way Waylen regarded her, thus, upon their current meeting, thoughts of him consumed her. Even if this man desired nothing more than a

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

she approached him, gently caressing his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler, would you care to

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

consumed alcohol, he forcefully pushed Lillian away, causing her slender frame to

the club manager hurriedly made his way

it seemed like a trivial

Lillian’s face with clarity, he was struck by an

barged open the door to a private

of apologies. “Mr. Fowler, Lillian didn’t know better. You are the bigger person here. Please find

settled himself onto the

cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His

stirred a fiery

Waylen

her

she cautiously inched closer to Waylen. The urge to touch him swelled within her but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a move. Instead, she tilted her head upwards, offering herself for his

grasped her chin, scrutinizing her from head to

resemblance between

the manager interjected, “Lillian is exceptionally skilled at attending to

you should

teasingly nibbled on her crimson lips,

his

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options for you. First, don’t debase yourself with that face. Leave this place and conduct yourself with dignity. Second, if you truly wish to engage in such pursuits, consider undergoing plastic surgery… However, if I ever catch sight of you in such establishments, wearing that face, no matter where you may be, I will annihilate

trembled in fear,

on the verge of

Lillian’s

a cold demeanor, Waylen placed a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power to make someone vanish — without

collapsed

intellect. The moment he inquired around, he understood the

resemblance to

manager couldn’t help but think that Waylen was

bore a passing resemblance to Waylen’s ex, she was not his woman.

promptly arranged for Lillian’s return to her hometown, pleading with her to never set foot in Duefron

Waylen was a risk he

a

escort him home. However, when they reached the entrance

couldn’t bring himself to go

was no

himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into

was the very spot where Rena had fed that stray dog they later

everything with her, including

left him with nothing to remind

and he couldn’t resist

the distance, a slender

It was Elvira.

watched him for an extended moment, witnessing his intoxicated state and his longing gaze

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that he yearned for Rena… She pondered

hadn’t answered Elvira’s calls

her at the hospital, even

concern for Elvira, as if she held

Waylen regretted his

him, attempting to lend a hand. “Waylen, you’re

her away. Stepping back two paces, his eyes bloodshot, he muttered, “Get lost! I don’t want to see you… Rena will be unhappy if she

shock. “Waylen, I

to retreat, Waylen hastily

seemed as though… if he were to gaze upon Elvira for another moment, Rena would

as Harold had suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds, fall in love with someone

the

She had lost.

she had repeatedly slashed her wrists, resulting in a

appearance had diminished after losing copious amounts of blood…

thoughts were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

do you wish

of the morning, Rena received

one of the top

congratulated her with great enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations. “Rena, this is truly cause for

join you in

offer, as she did

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yearning for Rena’s company grew strong within her, compelling her to say, “Alright, I

pleasant disposition. She distributed extra bonus to all the staff members in the music studio, eliciting

of this cheerful moment, Rena’s secretary approached and relayed, “Miss

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

surveillance camera in the reception room is on, and then kindly ask Miss Coleman

that there must be some underlying matter between the

to be present as well. She inquired of Rena, ‘Are

Rena smiled.

give me any respite? If I don’t present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled with her in the future… I’m not like Lyndon. I won’t

concerned for

details through Tyrone, Vera felt a

it, stating that there was no need to seek