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

to Waylen. He then retrieved his phone

Rena at the age of 22, peacefully asleep at a dining table. She appeared more youthful in the image and the background revealed that it wasn’t

gaze fixated

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night as well. It was not special. Soon enough, she will

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

and engaged in a direct confrontation

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

against Waylen’s superior physical strength

happened to be present

are you doing this? You know he’s

intoxication had clearly impaired his

contempt, “Waylen, this is your comeuppance. I may be a despicable person who failed Rena but I genuinely care for her. If she were to choose me

hurt her so deeply

bear to listen any longer. He earnestly advised,

remain silent,

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

agreed to go to Flirean. But now, she has finally come to

lunged forward, ready to

for it was clear that nothing could stop Harold. Observing Waylen’s readiness to retaliate, the others present decided to allow them to

emerged from the confines of the enclosure, stepping

stains, remnants of the

corridor, he ignited a cigarette, allowing the smoke to waft languidly through the air as

foeceandy. acknowledged the truth in some of

with Rena appeared balanced, yet concealed beneath the

had taken

truth; Waylen had callously

&

continued to smoke at

countenance, exuding an air of nobility that held an irresistible

Harold maintained an affair with an escort named Lillian, whose resemblance to Rena

had encountered Waylen once before

meeting, thoughts of him consumed her. Even if this man desired nothing more than a fleeting liaison,

Waylen captivated Lillian’s attention.

“Mr. Fowler, would you care to share a

Waylen possessed discerning tastes.

towards any unfamiliar woman making physical contact

he forcefully pushed Lillian away, causing her slender frame to collide with the opposite wall, eliciting

manager hurriedly

seemed like

face with clarity, he was struck by an

the door to a private

better. You are

himself onto the

cigarette, savoring its slow burn. His intense gaze remained fixed

presence stirred a

closer,” Waylen

her heart

but as his brows furrowed, she dared not make a move. Instead, she tilted her head upwards, offering herself

chin, scrutinizing her from head to

was a resemblance between her

had taken an interest in Lilian, the manager interjected, “Lillian is exceptionally skilled at attending to people’s

Fowler, you should give her a

crimson lips, a seductive

his

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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

fear, losing their

on the verge

had Lillian’s appearance

cold demeanor, Waylen placed a check on the table and declared, “Duerfron may

collapsed

The moment he inquired around, he understood the reason behind

resemblance to his former

couldn’t help but think

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

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

Waylen was a risk he could ill

in a state of

a driver to escort him home. However, when they reached the entrance of

couldn’t bring himself to go

was no

always exercised self-restraint and rarely succumbed to inebriation. Yet tonight, he found himself lying on the roadside, expelling the contents of his stomach into the darkness. As he gradually regained sobriety, he stood alone

spot where Rena had

departed, taking everything with

left him with nothing to remind him of

reddened and he couldn’t resist calling

a slender figure observed him

It was Elvira.

witnessing his intoxicated state and his longing gaze

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he yearned for Rena… She pondered whether Waylen genuinely

Elvira’s calls

no longer visited her at the hospital, even when she

aside any concern for Elvira, as if

if Waylen regretted

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

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

in shock. “Waylen, I

retreat, Waylen

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

merely needed to heal her wounds, fall in love with someone else, and

the night, Elvira trembled

She had lost.

to hold onto Waylen, she had repeatedly slashed her wrists, resulting in a

copious amounts of

thoughts were consumed

Elvira sneered bitterly.

how much more do you wish to

of the morning, Rena received

the top ten exceptional young individuals in Duefron this

music studio all congratulated her with great enthusiasm and, even Paisley, who currently resided in Rouemn, called to offer her congratulations. “Rena, this is truly cause for celebration. I am tempted to

replied, “I can join

Rena’s offer, as she did not wish for Rena to exert

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

exuded a pleasant disposition. She distributed extra bonus to all the staff members in the

Rena’s secretary approached and relayed,

Miss Coleman…

Rena’s smile faded.

her secretary, she instructed, “Make sure the surveillance camera in the reception room is on, and then

underlying matter between the two individuals, prompting her to promptly carry out

as well. She inquired of Rena, ‘Are you really going to

Rena smiled.

respite? If I don’t present her with a substantial

remained concerned for

through Tyrone, Vera felt a surge of anger

forbade it, stating that there was no