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.

tone, she advised, “Go ahead. Make haste

formed in Waylen’s throat, causing his Adam’s apple

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

while, Waylen murmured under his breath,

indicating her newfound

got out of the car, Waylen suddenly rolled down the window and said to her,

amidst the nocturnal surroundings, she waved

lingered on her momentarily before he pressed on the

drove towards the eastern suburbs. His grandmother, Betty, who was Korbyn’s mother,

a fateful occurrence, as Betty’s impending demise loomed. Delirium had overtaken

Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him to summon Betty’s children

position, while Waylen stood out as the most exceptional member of the younger

Betty patiently awaited Waylen’s

The entire Fowler family made way for him, granting him access. Korbyn

on the

gradually fluttered open,

exuded

terminal lucidity. Betty had been waiting all this time for her

to form,

swiftly approached, squatting before her, clasping her frail hand and

her trembling hand to

held a special place in her heart. He possessed not

he remained unmarried, and she yearned for a

with Waylen’s mother. “I was informed by your mother that you’ve taken an interest in a girl. She mentioned that

gentle as he

caught up with work, and I couldn’t get

countenance. “You’re just deceiving me… I know, I know…

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

a sigh of relief and remarked, “It’s reassuring to

in her inquiries about the girl’s

her ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable qualities, although she can be a bit short-tempered

her attention fully

murmured,

room, the female members of the Fowler family

to all, making it agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet, deep

caressed Betty’s

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

eyes sparkled

number and

Rena answered.

raspy voice, Waylen relayed, “My grandmother wishes

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

the phone near Betty’s

the elderly woman whom she had never met. The words spoken were about granting leniency to Waylen, which brought to mind Rena’s own regret of not being able to bid her

his heart at the time of his

She didn’t want this elderly woman to depart with unfulfilled wishes. Even if it meant deceiving Betty, Rena

assured, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Fowler. I

smile curled upon Betty’s lips, and her pupils dilated, yet

Rena felt the impending

profound sorrow even though she couldn’t

two weeks later that they

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

details eluded Rena’s

held no significance to

Waylen’s return, he called

Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined, softly suggesting, “Let’s meet at your

by the time Waylen

air with their vibrant chorus, lending a lively atmosphere

the building, she spotted Waylen leaning against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened the door for

car gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I sent him to my

bore

apart for two weeks, Waylen’s eyes held a myriad of emotions as he beheld Rena. Sensing this intensity, Rena averted her gaze, allowing her eyes

he closed the

mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a

a smile as she replied, “What would you

was a tinge of mockery

the rare sight of her smiling in his

completely

of the seat, he gazed at her, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “This is the task I took

nodded

her, as if

couldn’t determine what reaction he desired

be jealousy or perhaps an

preferable

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

that a

afresh with her, he had invested more thought than ever

Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing for her, all from her favorite brands,

her penchant for working in the villa,

sense

was in a sour mood. For instance, he insisted on heading to the

she had been perusing, Rena stood

touch evoking more emotion than all their

Rena’s recollection, Waylen had

channel his emotions

found herself taken aback by this

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

Rena’s lips. “Really? Is it truly that

delighted in witnessing her

caressing her delicate face with his hand, and

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

her hand

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

he guided

from the past, though it would be more accurate to describe

movie with great

still discern her in the darkness, despite

he inquired, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently tracing her

tensed in response to

he chuckled

Rena retorted,

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

lowering his head

her grip on his arm tightening, yet she did

an intimate moment, enhancing the romantic atmosphere. Waylen, aroused by the scene,

Rena whispered in return, her expression in the subdued lighting remarkably composed, though she didn’t want

ran his fingers through her

“You truly dislike it here? It’s so dark, and I

all, we can’t

icy tension settled in

more time. His desire was for

him constantly plagued him

Everything unfolded organically.

no longer voiced her refusal, yet she remained relatively silent. Only when he pleased her immensely did she

subdued moans only

He had lost control.

their desires within the home theater once, and then he carried her back to the master

Rena pleaded, “Waylen,

captivated by her beauty illuminated

edge of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow kisses upon them. He kissed that spot with fervor.

locked eyes

together before their breakup, there had been a moment when she called out to him

wish to do

they be for her to address him in such

silent for a significant stretch of

wane, his eyes filled with a touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and finally

for him, they wouldn’t engage

the recent incident when he traveled to Braseovell, she knew about it but

whether he

to love herself for

encounters came

He yearned for a response from Rena, a

kindness but

her, rolling over and letting out

discontent, yet she couldn’t suppress her pride

bed and headed for

through her

was veiled by the

was willing to engage in

a timely manner. Look, you have always desired me. Now I am here before

wish

this moment, she had no intention of spending the rest of

she had never harbored thoughts of seeking

for them to

whispered softly, “Waylen, what you desire… I cannot give it

had once uttered those

was her turn to express

a delicate weight, yet it struck his heart like a hammer, inflicting deep pain upon

closed

he uttered, “Rena, if you are willing

In truth, they were both in

two weeks

rarely turned down his requests, yet her demeanor remained gentle but detached. The vivaciousness

calmness, Waylen

for her to display

wished she would slap him, believing it would be

realize that when she loved him, she couldn’t resist indulging in

treated him politely, maintaining her dignity and

Damn it!

in alcohol at

room remained packed, filled

to keep Waylen company upon hearing of his presence,

and inquired, “Are

back, Waylen leisurely exhaled smoke, exuding an

They surreptitiously stole glances at Waylen, captivated by his charm, yet none dared to make advances.

smiled and remarked, “With such

“Come on.”

“Rena remains uninterested in me. Roscoe… I wholeheartedly devote myself to her. Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She used to be so nice to me, her face blushing at the mere sight of me

an awkward

differed from men. When they loved a man deeply, they

Waylen further, Roscoe simply urged him to return

to drive you back. Don’t you

cast another glance

tossed his phone to Roscoe and instructed, “Call Rena. She should still be at

taken aback, his

could Waylen

a wistful smile, Roscoe inquired, “Waylen, are you genuinely intoxicated or merely

cigarette and downing another

torn,

the advantages and disadvantages, he

answered the call after

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

just

a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled to embark on a business trip that would span roughly

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

up and their relationship

without her, Waylen possessed

not

the following day, she felt it necessary to have

me the address. I’ll need some time

sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such a generous

with the chatter. Return home early and spend

promptly responded with a few lighthearted remarks, aiming to uplift Rena’s spirits. However, upon ending the call, a

about Waylen’s state

chill coursed through Roscoe’s

Rena would be a perfect match and always remain together but now the future