A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 481-490

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.

its contents in one gulp. “I’m fine,”

to Waylen. He then retrieved his phone and scrolled through his album until he

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

gaze fixated on

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at night as well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will forget about you and fall in love

“You’re aware of Tyrone’s close relationship

and engaged in

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

chance against Waylen’s superior physical strength and

to be present as

an attempt to intervene, remarking, “Why are you doing this? You know he’s

had clearly impaired his

person who failed Rena but I genuinely care for her. If she were to choose me now, I would leave

hurt her so deeply

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

remain silent, his dissatisfaction

blood from the corner of his mouth, he hissed vehemently, “Every

to Flirean. But now, she has

ready to strike

that nothing could stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to settle their differences through physical

of the

shirt bore crimson stains, remnants of the

allowing the smoke to waft languidly through the air as he indulged in a leisurely

of his disdain towards Harold, he foeceandy. acknowledged

Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed beneath the surface, it was she

things worse, he had taken her sacrifices

had spoken the truth; Waylen had callously disregarded

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continued to smoke

an air of nobility that held an

an escort named Lillian, whose resemblance to

had encountered Waylen once before at the police

she sensed a distinct change in the way Waylen regarded her, thus, upon their current meeting, thoughts of him consumed her. Even

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

approached him, gently caressing his handsome visage. “Mr.

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

slender frame to collide with the opposite wall, eliciting a

manager hurriedly made his way

seemed like

beheld Lillian’s face with clarity, he

open the door to a private

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

settled himself

its slow burn. His intense

presence stirred a fiery

Waylen

blushed, her

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

lightly grasped her chin, scrutinizing her from

resemblance between her and

an interest in Lilian, the manager interjected,

Fowler, you should

nibbled on her crimson lips, a seductive invitation to any

Waylen released his

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tone. “Here are two 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

fear, losing their strength

was on

Lillian’s appearance offended

the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power

the manager collapsed onto the

he inquired around, he

bore a resemblance to

but think that

his woman. Who was he

hometown, pleading

Waylen was a risk he could ill

was in a state of

to escort him home. However, when

bring himself to

was no

succumbed to inebriation. Yet tonight, he found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he

Rena had fed that stray dog

departed, taking everything

left him with nothing to

reddened and he couldn’t resist calling

the distance, a slender figure

It was Elvira.

for an extended moment, witnessing his intoxicated state and his longing

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Rena… She pondered

answered Elvira’s calls in recent

visited her at the hospital, even when she caused

concern for Elvira, as if she

Waylen regretted his

lend a hand. “Waylen,

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

shock. “Waylen, I would shed

to retreat, Waylen hastily

upon Elvira for another moment, Rena would never return, even though deep down he knew that Rena would never

as Harold had suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds,

darkness of the night, Elvira

She had lost.

hold onto Waylen, she had repeatedly slashed her wrists, resulting

losing copious amounts of

were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

how much more do you wish to take

hours of the morning,

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music studio all congratulated her with great enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations.

join you in Rouemn to toast with

offer, as she did not wish

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within her, compelling her to say, “Alright,

extra bonus to all the staff members in the music studio, eliciting

approached and relayed, “Miss Gordon, a Miss

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

the surveillance camera in the reception room is on, and then

there must be some underlying matter between the two individuals, prompting her to promptly

inquired

Rena smiled.

she’ll give me any respite? If I don’t present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled

concerned for

felt

there was no need to seek out Waylen.

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