A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

With teary eyes, she averted her gaze, turning her face away.

Waylen delicately brushed away her tears, wanting to release his grasp on her, yet unwilling to do so. He delved into a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue intertwining with hers for a prolonged moment…

Eventually, his patience wearing thin, he reluctantly extricated himself from the bed and ventured into the bathroom.

Upon his return, he enfolded her in his embrace from behind, whispering, “If you don’t wish to proceed, we won’t, alright?”

Rena remained silent, feigning slumber.

But he knew she was awake, fully aware that she purposely avoided conversing with him. She displayed a marked change from before, no longer losing her temper but rather giving him the cold shoulder, deliberately refusing to engage with him.

Waylen didn’t press her further. He held her in his arms and succumbed to a night of restful slumber.

In the morning, Rena’s phone erupted into a melodic ringtone.

Still groggy from sleep, she fumbled clumsily with her phone for an extended period. It was Waylen who eventually handed her the device.

Rena lay sprawled on the bed.

Waylen had already risen and was dressing himself near the bedside.

Noting her dazed state, he offered a faint smile. “Why didn’t you answer the call? It’s from Vera.”

With a sense of urgency, Rena hastily picked up the phone.

Vera had called to extend an invitation to Rena for her upcoming wedding Due to Vera’s pregnancy and it being her second marriage, they intended to the affair understated. The Figueroa family had decided on 2 low-key celebration, inviting only close relatives and a handful of friends.

Rena sat up, extending her congratulations to Vera.

Unaware of the intricacies between Rena and Waylen, Vera candidly share truth with Rena, saying, “We’re merely going through the motions, having a meal together.”

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Rena empathized with Vera’s sentiment.

Things were just different from everyone after the ordeal involving Joseph.

Roscoe and Vera needed time to process their emotions.

Rena refrained from further discussion but assured Vera that she would unquestionably be present.

Upon ending the call, Rena’s gaze met Waylen’s unwavering stare. He appeared to be waiting for something, a tie clasped in his hand…

In a soft voice, Rena uttered, “I wish to attend Vera and Roscoe’s we reception.”

nonchalantly proceeding to don it, as if nothing had occurred. “Roscoe also invited me. Does that mean only one of us can attend? Are you concerned that our current relationship will be exposed to others?”

Rena didn’t deny it.

Without warning, Waylen removed the tie, fixing his gaze upon her as he said in a noticeably calmer tone. “I won’t disclose anything if that’s what you wish.

No one will discover the truth about us.”

With that, he pivoted and descended the stairs.

After some time had passed, the courtyard resonated with the sound of a car engine starting, promting Waylen to step outside.

Rena intuited a tinge of anger in him, though she didn’t let it weigh heavily on her mind.

Since Waylen wasn’t present at home, Rena made the decision to depart in the company of Snowbell.

Throughout the entire day, they refrained from reaching out to each other, maintaining disconnected silence.

On that Saturday night, Rena graced the wedding reception of Vera and Roscoe with her presence.

The extravagant affair took place in a luxurious five-star hotel, with only four tables adorning the venue. In contrast to Robert’s recent wedding, it bore an unmistakable air of tranquility. Moreover, the state of Roscoe and Vera seemed rather somber.

Renz extended her warmest wishes to the newlyweds, offering her heartfelt support.

Vere’s voice quivered ever so slightly as she enveloped Rena in a tender embrace.

Roscoe’s gaze fixated on Rena, his eyes reflecting a myriad of complex emotions.

Being a man, he understood the sacrifices Rena had made for Vera and him.

Gratitude end guilt intertwined within him, as he acknowledged that he could never fully repay her.

Rena responded with a gentle smile directed at Roscoe, transcending the cynicism he had always exhibited.

He couldn’t help but feel indebted to Rena for the rest of his life, though he had long been characterized by his skeptical nature. The weight of his debt burdened him deeply, unable to be absolved…

After exchanging a few more polite words, Rena took her designated seat, discreetly scanning the room and discovering that Waylen was absent.

She breathed a sigh of rehef, grateful for his absence in the midst of such a complicated atmosphere. Even the bride and groom seemed somewhat detached, lacking genuine happiness as they toasted to their union. However, Roscoe remained by Vera’s side, clasping her hand in a show of unwavering support while wearing a strained smile.

Following the conclusion of the wedding reception, Rena made her way to the resent.

As she washed her hands, thoughts of Roscoe and Vera intertwined, envisioning a future of happiness for the newlyweds. Just as Rena was about to turn and depart, a voice interrupted her thoughts from behind, “Rena.”

Curiosity piqued, Rema turned her head to face the sight of Roscoe leaning nonchalantly against the corridor wall, donned in an immaculate suit and indulging in a cigarette. Witnessing Rena’s attention, he promptly extinguished the tobacco, expressing his sincere gratitude towards her.

With genuine concern etched in her voice, Rena expressed, “The path you two have chosen isn’t an easy one. Take good care of Vera, Roscoe.”

Roscoe responded affirmatively, nodding in acknowledgment.

Unable to suppress his curiosity and worry, he couldn’t help but inquire further,

Her complexion was flawless, adorned with delicate features. The cascade of her long, chestnut-brown hair exuded an enticing softness.

He yearned for this woman, not just for a fleeting encounter but to have her by his side for the entirety of their lives, both physically and emotionally.

Waylen had never experienced such anguish before. His heart ached intensely, but he refrained from voicing his pain. Speaking another word would only leaver him feeling embarrassed.

He locked his gaze onto her, his Adam’s apple bobbing with emotion.

Finally, he retrieved an unopened box of cigarettes from the storage compartment. Skillfully opening it, he lit one.

As the smoke filled his lungs, the anguish in his heart momentarily subsided.

Waylen found solace in the act of smoking, almost addicted to the ritual.

Ignoring ventilation, he allowed the car to become shrouded in a haze of smoke.

Rena couldn’t help but interject, “Waylen!”

In response, he kissed her.

Their lips had met countless times before but never had their kisses possessed such intensity. Waylen’s desperation to possess her was palpable.

Swallowing became arduous for Rena, as breathing also became a challenge.

His essence enveloped her completely.

In that moment, she feared suffocation, as if the air was being sucked out of her lungs…

Waylen ceased the fervent embrace, enfolding her in his arms. Their foreheads pressed together as he closed his eyes and uttered in agony, “Rena, how did we come to this?”

Rena found herself at a loss for words, uncertain of how to respond.

Waylen did not press her further. He merely held her close, his breath slightly labored.

Rena recognized his troubled state. She whispered softly, “Waylen, I don’t harbor any hatred towards you. On the contrary, there are things for which I am deeply grateful. But gratitude remains separate from love… I simply cannot continue to force myself anymore.”

Waylen listened in silence, the weight of her understanding words seeping into his soul, evoking a profound sadness.

As the atmosphere hung heavy with tension, Waylen’s phone abruptly rang. It was Korbyn on the line.

In a voice fraught with urgency, Korbyn relayed, “Waylen, please come immediately. Your grandmother’s condition has worsened. We fear we might lose her tonight.”

She envisioned accompanying Paisley or embarking on globetrotting journey with Eloise.

She was certain that a fulfilling life could still be forget without the presence of romantic love.

While Rena had come to terms with realization, Vera couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by sadness.

Just as Vera mustered the courage to speak, she was rendered speechless.

Standing behind Rena, Waylen maintained an indifferent expression. The duration of his eavesdropping remained unknown to all.

Vera’s eyes widened and, ina hushed tone, she informed Rena, “Waylen is here.”

Rena was taken aback, her astonishment evident,

She slowly turned around, her gaze meeting Waylen’s elegant figure illuminated beneath the sparkling crystal chandelier.

The atmosphere grew tinged with a sense of unease…

Minally, Waylen broke the silence, his voice gentle as he stated, “Rena cannot drive, Lwill take her home.” He sought to protect both Rena and his own dignity.

Vera’s emotions stirred.

Aware of Vera’s flery temperament, Roscoe lowered his voice and advised, “Let them resolve it on their own.”

Vera’s body remained tense for an extended period until gradually, she nodded.

Rena offered them a warm smile. “Wishing you a blissful marriage.”

She then departed in Waylen’s company.

Within the confines of the elevator, silence engulfed them, extending even throughout the drive back to Rena’s apartment.

Half an hour later, the car came to a halt outside Rena’s residential building.

Sensing a slight stiffness in her neck, Rena subtly twisted her body and uttered, “Alnght, this is me.”

With a resounding click, Waylen locked the vehicle’s doors.

Rena relinquished her grip on the door handle, leaning back into the seat as she murmured in a raspy voice, “Waylen…”

Waylen turned his gaze towards her.

Rena’s beauty remained undeniable and she embodied his ideal type.

Her complexion was flawless, adorned with delicate features. The cascade of her long, chestnut-brown hair exuded an enticing softness.

He yearned for this woman, not just for a fleeting encounter but to have her by his side for the entirety of their lives, both physically and emotionally.

Waylen had never experienced such anguish before. His heart ached intensely, but he refrained from voicing his pain. Speaking another word would only leaver him feeling embarrassed.

He locked his gaze onto her, his Adam’s apple bobbing with emotion.

Finally, he retrieved an unopened box of cigarettes from the storage compartment. Skillfully opening it, he lit one.

As the smoke filled his lungs, the anguish in his heart momentarily subsided.

Waylen found solace in the act of smoking, almost addicted to the ritual.

Ignoring ventilation, he allowed the car to become shrouded in a haze of smoke.

Rena couldn’t help but interject, “Waylen!”

In response, he kissed her.

Their lips had met countless times before but never had their kisses possessed such intensity. Waylen’s desperation to possess her was palpable.

Swallowing became arduous for Rena, as breathing also became a challenge.

His essence enveloped her completely.

In that moment, she feared suffocation, as if the air was being sucked out of her lungs…

Waylen ceased the fervent embrace, enfolding her in his arms. Their foreheads pressed together as he closed his eyes and uttered in agony, “Rena, how did we come to this?”

Rena found herself at a loss for words, uncertain of how to respond.

Waylen did not press her further. He merely held her close, his breath slightly labored.

Rena recognized his troubled state. She whispered softly, “Waylen, I don’t harbor any hatred towards you. On the contrary, there are things for which I am deeply grateful. But gratitude remains separate from love… I simply cannot continue to force myself anymore.”

Waylen listened in silence, the weight of her understanding words seeping into his soul, evoking a profound sadness.

As the atmosphere hung heavy with tension, Waylen’s phone abruptly rang. It was Korbyn on the line.

In a voice fraught with urgency, Korbyn relayed, “Waylen, please come immediately. Your grandmother’s condition has worsened. We fear we might lose her tonight.”

Waylen gripped his phone tightly, affirming his commitment, “I’ll be there right away.”

Placing the phone down, he shifted his gaze towards Rena.

the conversation. In a gentle tone, she advised, “Go ahead. Make haste but

lump formed in Waylen’s throat, causing his

desired Rena’s company, wishing to introduce her to his beloved grandmother, Betty. However, he pondered the possibility that Rena

his breath, “I might be occupied

softened, indicating her newfound

Waylen suddenly rolled down the window and said

amidst the nocturnal surroundings, she waved him forward, declaring, “Go

her momentarily before he pressed on

Korbyn’s mother, had been residing there for an extended period due to

impending demise loomed.

Korbyn arrived and comprehended Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him to summon Betty’s children and grandchildren, urging them to bid their final

position, while Waylen stood out as the most exceptional member of the younger generation. Betty held a special

Betty patiently awaited

him access. Korbyn leaned in close to Betty’s ear

teetered on the

her eyes gradually fluttered open,

gaze exuded

lucidity. Betty had been waiting all this time for her grandson to return and exchange a few words

to form, Betty

swiftly approached, squatting before her, clasping her

extended her trembling hand to

place in her heart. He possessed not only good looks but also an exceptional intellect from a young

he remained unmarried, and she

conversation with Waylen’s mother. “I was informed by your mother that you’ve taken an interest in a girl. She mentioned that you intended to introduce her to me… Why haven’t you brought

head, his gaze gentle as he fixated upon Betty’s

smiled warmly and responded, “She was caught up with work, and

me… I know, I know… How could I be unaware of your temper? You must

Waylen responded, “Indeed, I may have upset her. Nonetheless, my pursuit continues… I will bring her to you on another occasion, Grandma. I

remarked, “It’s reassuring to know that

persisted in her inquiries about the

Betty might struggle to hear him, Waylen gently whispered in her ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable qualities, although she can

intently, her attention fully

She murmured, “I yearn to lay my eyes upon her before I

female members of the Fowler family wept

agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet,

tenderly caressed

his phone and whispered, “I’ll let her speak to you, alright? After conversing

sparkled

number and the

Rena answered.

“My grandmother wishes to speak

that he sought to provide solace to Betty’s departing soul. After a brief moment of silence, she acquiesced

phone near Betty’s

whom she had never met. The words spoken were about granting leniency

his heart at the time of

depart with unfulfilled wishes. Even if it meant deceiving Betty, Rena knew it would bring solace in her

“Don’t worry,

and her pupils dilated, yet she did not release

Rena felt the impending

could sense Waylen’s profound sorrow even though

that they finally

Waylen had attended Betty’s funeral, and then traveled to Braseovell to attend the initial hearing of Elvira’s divorce case with her

eluded Rena’s

no significance to

called Rena, suggesting they

to visit her, but she declined, softly suggesting, “Let’s

by the time Waylen arrived in his

perched in the trees filled the air with their vibrant

leaning against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened the door for her and inquired tenderly, “Where is

gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I sent him to my mother’s

gaze bore into

held a myriad of emotions as he beheld Rena. Sensing this intensity, Rena averted her gaze, allowing her eyes to

smile graced Waylen’s face as he closed

hands automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence, he couldn’t resist the urge to inquire,

as she

words, there was

on the

completely at

escaped his lips. Leaning against the back of the seat, he gazed at her, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “This

simply nodded

continued to study her, as if anticipating something, yet

reaction he desired from

it be jealousy or

preferable to

sank even deeper. On one hand, he mourned the loss of

reminded himself that

quest to start afresh with her,

Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing

the villa, he had designated

sense Waylen’s

willing to coexist peacefully with him, even tolerating him when he was in

had

Waylen clasped her fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all their

recollection, Waylen had rarely

channel his emotions

aback

pulled her closer, enveloping her with his

Rena’s lips. “Really? Is

delighted in

her delicate face with his hand, and whispered, “You look

out of water. “Aren’t we going

smiled, took her hand and led her

square meters. A set of reclining sofas was arranged in front

the subdued lighting, he

be more

enjoyed the movie with great

him, he could still discern her in

around her shoulder and gently tracing her ring finger with his other

in

he chuckled softly. “Are you

denying, Rena retorted,

embrace. He caressed her face and inquired, “What are your thoughts

“Not bad,” she responded.

ceased his questioning, lowering his head to

her grip on his arm tightening, yet she did not push him

protagonists on the screen happened to be engaged in an intimate moment, enhancing the romantic atmosphere. Waylen, aroused by the scene, whispered in Rena’s

the subdued lighting remarkably composed, though she didn’t

his fingers through

he blurted out, “You truly dislike it here? It’s so dark, and

all, we can’t see each

settled in

desire was

indifference towards him

Everything unfolded organically.

her refusal, yet she remained relatively silent. Only when

moans only fueled Waylen’s

He had lost control.

in their desires within the home theater once, and then he carried her

neck, Rena pleaded, “Waylen, turn off the

he was captivated by her beauty illuminated

blue veins at the edge of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow kisses upon them. He kissed that spot with fervor. “Say my

eyes with

together before their breakup, there had been

she didn’t wish to do

for her to address

a significant stretch of

caused Waylen’s enthusiasm to wane, his eyes filled with a touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out

for him, they wouldn’t engage

when he traveled to

whether he encountered Elvira

to love herself for the remainder

their intimate encounters

for a response from Rena, a sign

him with kindness but she didn’t offer

disengaged from her, rolling over and

recognized his discontent, yet she couldn’t

rose from the bed and headed

through her cleansing,

gaze was veiled by

to engage in conversation with

a successful lawyer and a shrewd businessman. You should understand the importance of cutting losses in a timely manner. Look, you

wish to

had no intention

she had never harbored

was best for them to part

a smile and whispered softly, “Waylen,

had once uttered

it was her turn to express

his heart like a hammer, inflicting deep pain upon

gently closed

if you are willing to voice this sentiment, it

they were

and Rena had spent an additional two weeks together, their bond seemingly

his requests, yet her demeanor remained gentle but detached.

to Rena’s calmness,

yearned for her to

him, believing it would be a sign of

realize that when she loved him, she couldn’t resist indulging in childish behavior and challenging him. She possessed the audacity to

politely, maintaining her dignity and

Damn it!

solace in alcohol

filled with familiar faces, including

seldom engaged in clubbing. He came solely to keep Waylen company upon hearing of his presence, for he had Waylen and Rena to thank that he could marry

Waylen’s shoulder and inquired, “Are you alright? I can drive you

against the sofa’s back, Waylen leisurely exhaled

few young women also occupied the private room. They surreptitiously stole glances at Waylen, captivated by his charm, yet none dared to make advances. Waylen’s reputation for aloofness preceded

inner turmoil. He smiled and remarked, “With such a captivating

“Come on.”

remains uninterested in me. Roscoe… I wholeheartedly devote myself to her. Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She used to

forced an

they loved a man deeply, they

Roscoe simply urged him to return

me to drive you back. Don’t you have a court trial

another glance at

Roscoe and instructed, “Call Rena. She should still be at the music studio. Ask her to come and pick

taken aback, his disbelief

could Waylen stoop so

“Waylen, are you genuinely

the cigarette and downing another half glass of brandy,

torn,

disadvantages, he summoned the courage

answered the call after

Waylen is inebriated. Could you please

just concluded

assembled a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled to embark on a business trip that would span roughly two weeks. Upon hearing Roscoe’s words, Rena was

Waylen was upset because of her. It would be disingenuous to claim she felt nothing but she had resolved not to concern herself with

had broken up and their relationship now existed in this

believed that even without her, Waylen possessed the attributes to forge the connections he desired with someone

not refuse,

the following day, she

“Alright, send me the address. I’ll need some time to

felt a profound sense of gratitude. “Rena,

“Enough with the chatter. Return home early

promptly responded with a few lighthearted remarks, aiming to uplift Rena’s spirits. However, upon ending the call, a disquieting feeling washed over him. Rena had agreed

inquire about Waylen’s state

coursed

believed that Waylen and Rena would be a perfect match and always remain