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.

conversation. In a gentle tone, she advised, “Go ahead.

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

desired Rena’s company, wishing to introduce her to his beloved grandmother, Betty. However, he pondered the possibility that Rena might decline due to the complexities of their relationship. Even if she agreed to accompany him, she

Waylen murmured under his breath, “I might be

demeanor softened, indicating her

the car, Waylen suddenly rolled down the window and said to

surroundings, she waved him forward, declaring, “Go

gaze lingered on her momentarily before he

grandmother, Betty, who was Korbyn’s mother, had been residing there for

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

nurse urgently summoned the family. Korbyn arrived and comprehended Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him to summon Betty’s children

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

breath, Betty patiently awaited Waylen’s

to Betty’s bedroom. The entire Fowler family made way for him, granting him access. Korbyn leaned

on the

gradually fluttered open, revealing a glimmer

gaze exuded

recognized this phenomenon as terminal lucidity. Betty had been waiting all this

form, Betty

clasping her frail

hand

grandson held a special place in her heart. He possessed not only good looks but also an exceptional

and she yearned for

spoke slowly, drawing 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

gentle as he fixated upon

warmly and responded, “She was caught up with work, and I couldn’t get a chance to

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

upset her. Nonetheless, my pursuit continues… I will bring her to you on another occasion, Grandma. I implore you to speak kindly of

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

inquiries about the

“She is a stunning young woman, Grandma.

intently, her attention

at Betty’s heart. She murmured, “I yearn to lay my eyes upon her

members of

to witness her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone knew that this would be their

caressed

you, alright? After conversing with

sparkled with

dialed Rena’s number and the

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

the phone near

end, clutching her phone, Rena listened to the voice of 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

in his heart at the time of his

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

assured, “Don’t worry,

and her pupils dilated, yet she did not release the

felt the impending departure of

sense Waylen’s profound sorrow even though she couldn’t see him

was two weeks later that they finally saw each

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

eluded

significance

called Rena, suggesting they

the time. Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined,

already arrived by the time Waylen arrived in his

perched in the trees filled the air with their

car. As she approached, he courteously opened the door for her and

nonchalantly, “I sent

bore into

weeks, Waylen’s eyes held a myriad of emotions as he beheld Rena.

face as he closed the car door

seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence,

she replied, “What would you

uttered those words, there was a tinge of mockery

fixated on the

appeared completely

at her, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “This is

simply nodded

her, as if anticipating something,

what reaction

it be jealousy

would be preferable

hand, he mourned the loss of

reminded himself that a man

start afresh with her,

villa, Rena possessed her own separate dressing room. Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing for her, all from

in the villa, he had designated

sense Waylen’s

coexist peacefully with him, even tolerating him when he was in a sour mood. For instance, he

the file she had

tender touch evoking

recollection, Waylen had rarely

often preferred to channel his

herself taken aback by

resist, she gazed up at him. Waylen gently pulled her closer, enveloping her with

graced Rena’s lips. “Really? Is

in witnessing

delicate face with his hand, and whispered, “You look incredibly beautiful when you

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

her hand and led

one hundred square meters. A set of

subdued lighting, he guided her to a

it would be more accurate

enjoyed the movie with

could still discern her in the darkness, despite the absence

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

in response

the darkness, he chuckled softly.

Rena

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

questioning, lowering his head to capture

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

the screen happened to be engaged in an intimate moment, enhancing the romantic atmosphere. Waylen,

head on his shoulder, Rena whispered in return, her expression in the subdued lighting remarkably composed,

fingers through her hair, gently

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

can’t see

settled in the

His desire was for her to be by his side

indifference towards him constantly plagued him

Everything unfolded organically.

Only when he pleased

moans only fueled Waylen’s

He had lost control.

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

his neck, Rena pleaded, “Waylen,

he was captivated by her beauty illuminated

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

locked eyes with

that during their time together before their breakup, there had been a moment when she called

wish to

must they be for her to address him in such

for a significant stretch

of uncertainty. Rena reached out

had no expectations for him, they

the recent incident when he traveled to Braseovell, she

he encountered

simply desired to love herself for the

encounters came to

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

kindness but she

her, rolling over and letting

yet she couldn’t suppress her pride and console him

rose from the bed and headed for

through her cleansing, Waylen

veiled

to engage in

she said in a 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,

wish to deceive

moment, she had no intention of spending the rest of

harbored thoughts

best for them to

whispered softly, “Waylen, what you desire… I

had once uttered

was her turn to

voice carried a delicate weight, yet it struck his heart like

closed

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

remained silent. In truth, they were both in pain at this very

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

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

calmness, Waylen grew

her to display some emotions towards

it would be a sign

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

Damn it!

found solace in alcohol at

filled with

seldom engaged in clubbing. He came solely to keep Waylen company upon hearing of his presence, for he had

comfortingly tapped Waylen’s shoulder and inquired, “Are you alright? I

exhaled smoke, exuding an alluring

Waylen, captivated by his charm, yet none dared to make advances. Waylen’s reputation for aloofness preceded him, leaving them no choice

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

“Come on.”

she feel anything for me? She used to be so nice to me, her face blushing at the mere sight of me and she delighted in our intimate

forced an awkward

When they loved a man deeply, they reveled in intimacy but, when love faded,

of provoking Waylen further, Roscoe simply urged him

had too much to drink. Allow me to drive you back.

cast another

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

taken aback, his disbelief

Waylen stoop

inquired, “Waylen, are you genuinely intoxicated or

cigarette and downing another half glass of brandy, as if

found himself torn, caught in

disadvantages, he summoned the courage to dial

the call

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

just

scheduled

It would be disingenuous to claim she felt nothing but she had resolved not to concern

and their relationship now

that even without her, Waylen possessed the attributes to

did not refuse,

she would be leaving the following day, she felt it

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

sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have

with the chatter. Return home early and

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

not inquire about

coursed

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