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.

of brandy, Waylen swiftly downed its contents in one gulp. “I’m fine,”

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

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

his gaze fixated on the

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his fingers, Harold eagerly revealed, “She used to cook for me and wait for me at night as well. It was not

chuckled softly. “You’re aware of Tyrone’s close

and engaged

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

Harold stood no chance against Waylen’s superior physical

happened to be

are you doing this? You know he’s already unhappy. I can’t believe you’re

clearly impaired

may be a despicable person who failed Rena but I genuinely care for her. If she were to choose me now, I would leave everything behind. I would

you? You hurt her so

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

refused to remain silent, his

mouth, he hissed vehemently,

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

lunged forward, ready to

nothing could stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present

from the confines of the enclosure, stepping

stains, remnants of

cigarette, allowing the smoke to waft

his disdain towards Harold, he foeceandy. acknowledged the

Rena appeared balanced, yet

had taken her

spoken the truth; Waylen had callously disregarded Rena’s emotions as

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smoke

attractive countenance, exuding an air of nobility that held an irresistible allure

with an escort named Lillian, whose resemblance

had encountered Waylen once

of him consumed her. Even if this man desired nothing more

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

his handsome visage. “Mr. Fowler,

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

an intense aversion towards any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

her slender frame to collide with the

the commotion, the club manager hurriedly made his

like a trivial

Lillian’s face with clarity, he was struck

door to a private room and forcibly ushered Lillian

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

settled himself

slow burn. His intense gaze remained

Waylen’s presence stirred a fiery

Waylen

her heart

but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a move.

chin, scrutinizing

a resemblance between her and

had taken an interest in Lilian, the manager interjected, “Lillian is exceptionally

you should give her a

her crimson lips, a seductive invitation

his grip

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First, don’t debase yourself with that face. Leave this place and conduct yourself with dignity. Second, if you truly wish to

trembled in fear, losing

on the

had Lillian’s appearance

check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may be vast but I possess the power to make someone

manager collapsed onto the

he inquired around, he understood

countenance bore a resemblance

couldn’t help but think that

she was not his woman. Who was he to

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

risk he could ill

in a state

driver to escort him home. However, when they

bring himself to go

no longer

found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he gradually regained sobriety, he stood alone beneath the glow

was the very spot where Rena had fed that stray dog

departed, taking everything with her, including the

left him with nothing to remind him of

he couldn’t resist

a slender figure observed him

It was Elvira.

an extended moment, witnessing his intoxicated state

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he yearned for Rena… She pondered whether Waylen genuinely fell

hadn’t answered Elvira’s calls

at the

any concern for Elvira,

Waylen regretted

approached him, attempting to lend a hand. “Waylen,

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 met you. She will cry. I only want

stood in shock. “Waylen, I would

retreat, Waylen

moment, Rena would never return, even though

suggested, Rena merely needed to heal her wounds, fall in love with

of the night, Elvira trembled

She had lost.

repeatedly

copious amounts of blood… she had

thoughts were consumed by

Elvira sneered bitterly.

you wish to take

early hours of the morning,

had been recognized as one of the top ten

Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer

“I can join you in Rouemn

initially intended to politely decline Rena’s offer, as she

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strong within her, compelling her

to all the staff members in the music studio, eliciting great

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

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

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

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

well. She inquired

Rena smiled.

present her with a substantial offering, I fear I’ll be entangled with her in the future… I’m not like Lyndon. I

remained concerned

the details through Tyrone, Vera felt a surge of

was no need to seek out Waylen.

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