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.

gentle tone, she advised, “Go ahead. Make haste

nervous lump formed in Waylen’s throat, causing his Adam’s

However, he pondered the possibility that Rena might decline due to the complexities of their relationship. Even

murmured under his breath, “I

indicating her

the car, Waylen suddenly rolled down

nocturnal surroundings, she

on her momentarily

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

as Betty’s impending demise loomed.

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

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

last breath, Betty patiently

bedroom. The entire Fowler family made way for him, granting him access. Korbyn leaned in close to Betty’s ear and whispered, “Mother,

teetered on the

her eyes gradually fluttered open, revealing a glimmer of

exuded a remarkable

recognized this phenomenon as terminal lucidity. Betty had been waiting all this time for her grandson to return and exchange

to form,

swiftly approached, squatting before her, clasping her frail hand

extended her trembling hand to caress his

He possessed not only good looks but also an exceptional intellect from a young

unmarried, and she

from her previous 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

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

was caught up with work, and I couldn’t

of disappointment marred Betty’s countenance. “You’re just deceiving me… I know, I know… How could I be

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

“It’s

persisted in her inquiries about

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

her attention fully

life dwindled, regret gnawed at Betty’s heart. She murmured, “I yearn to lay my eyes upon

female members

to all, making it agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone knew that this

caressed

her speak to you, alright? After conversing with her, you’ll know that

sparkled

number and the call

Rena answered.

voice, Waylen relayed, “My grandmother

solace to Betty’s departing soul. After a brief moment of silence,

the phone near

woman whom she had never met. The words spoken were about granting leniency to Waylen, which brought

carry in his heart at

want this elderly woman to depart with unfulfilled wishes. Even if it meant

“Don’t worry,

her pupils dilated, yet

phone tightly, Rena felt

profound sorrow even though she couldn’t see him right

that they finally saw each

attended Betty’s funeral, and then traveled to Braseovell to attend the initial hearing of Elvira’s

eluded

held no significance to

called Rena, suggesting they

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

the time Waylen arrived in

the trees filled the air with their vibrant chorus,

building, she spotted Waylen leaning against his car. As she approached,

replying nonchalantly, “I sent

gaze bore into

myriad of emotions as he beheld Rena.

face as he closed the car

preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence, he couldn’t resist the urge to inquire, “Why haven’t you

with a smile as she replied, “What would

uttered those words, there was a tinge

Waylen fixated on the

completely

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

nodded

as if anticipating

reaction

jealousy or perhaps

preferable

even deeper. On one hand, he mourned the loss of his grandmother, and on the other hand, he fretted over Rena’s

he reminded himself that a man

start afresh with her, he had invested more thought

had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing for her, all from her favorite brands, some even matching her

villa, he had designated

sense

tolerating him when he was in a sour mood. For instance, he insisted on

had been perusing,

fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all

recollection, Waylen had rarely displayed

preferred to channel

herself taken aback by this unexpected

gazed up at him. Waylen gently pulled her closer, enveloping her with his arm. “I’ve picked

Rena’s lips. “Really? Is it

in witnessing her

with his hand, and whispered, “You look incredibly beautiful

like a fish out of water. “Aren’t we going to watch

smiled, took her hand and led her

was merely a home theater, it spanned an impressive one hundred square meters. A

the subdued lighting, he guided her to

it would be more accurate to describe it as a

the movie with great

still discern

around her shoulder and gently

body tensed in

chuckled softly. “Are you

Rena retorted,

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

ceased his questioning, lowering his head

her grip on his arm tightening, yet she

on the screen happened to be engaged in an intimate moment, enhancing the

the subdued lighting remarkably composed, though

his fingers through her hair,

she was receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You truly dislike it here? It’s so dark, and I assumed you would enjoy

we can’t

settled

needed more time. His desire was

towards him constantly plagued him with

Everything unfolded organically.

remained relatively silent. Only when he pleased her immensely did she moan and let out

only fueled Waylen’s

He had lost control.

he carried her back to the master bedroom. He yearned to witness her under the

his neck, Rena pleaded, “Waylen, turn off

her beauty illuminated

skin bewitched him and the delicate blue veins at the edge of her eyebrows enticed him

locked eyes with

been a moment when she called out to him so lovingly in the throes of

she didn’t wish to

to address him in

for a significant

of uncertainty. Rena reached

expectations for him, they wouldn’t

to Braseovell, she knew about it

didn’t mind whether he encountered Elvira or

all that had happened, Rena simply desired to love herself for

their intimate encounters came to a

their relationship dissatisfying. He yearned for a response from Rena, a

with kindness but she

from her, rolling over and

couldn’t suppress her pride and

the bed and headed for the

through her cleansing,

was veiled by the

was willing to engage

hushed tone, “Waylen, you are a successful lawyer and a shrewd businessman. You should understand the importance of cutting losses in a timely manner. Look, you have always desired me. Now I am here before you, but you are still not happy… Waylen, if you

didn’t wish

this moment, she had no intention of spending the rest of her life with

she had never harbored thoughts

was best for them to part ways

offered him a smile and whispered softly, “Waylen, what you desire… I cannot give it

once uttered

was her turn to

a delicate weight, yet it struck his

gently closed

he uttered, “Rena, if you are willing to voice this sentiment, it signifies that

truth, they were both in pain at

additional two weeks together, their

longed for a romantic outing and Rena rarely turned down his requests, yet her demeanor

Rena’s calmness,

for her to display some emotions towards

him, believing it would be a sign

couldn’t resist indulging in childish

faded, she treated him politely, maintaining her dignity and ready to

Damn it!

solace in alcohol

room remained packed, filled with

upon hearing of his presence, for he had Waylen and Rena to thank that he

“Are you alright? I can drive

against the sofa’s back, Waylen leisurely exhaled smoke, exuding an alluring and enticing

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

sensed Waylen’s inner turmoil. He smiled and remarked, “With such a captivating face, who could possibly

“Come on.”

devote myself to her. Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She used to be so nice to me, her face blushing at

forced an awkward

men. When they loved a man deeply,

Waylen further, Roscoe simply

to drink. Allow me to drive you back. Don’t you have a

another glance

Rena. She should still be at the

taken aback, his

Waylen stoop

“Waylen, are you genuinely intoxicated or

out the cigarette and downing another half glass of brandy, as if determined

torn, caught in a

advantages and disadvantages, he summoned

the call after several

an awkward smile. “Rena, it’s Roscoe… Waylen is inebriated. Could you please

just

and she had recently assembled a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled to embark on a business trip that would span roughly two weeks.

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

had broken up and their relationship now existed

that even without her, Waylen possessed the attributes to forge the connections he

did not

be leaving the following day, she felt it

the address. I’ll

felt a profound sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such a

chatter. Return home early and spend time

Rena’s spirits. However, upon ending the call, a disquieting

did not inquire about

coursed through Roscoe’s

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