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.

a gentle tone, she

formed in Waylen’s throat,

her to his beloved grandmother, Betty. However, he pondered the possibility that

under his breath, “I might

softened, indicating her

out of the car, Waylen suddenly

she waved

her momentarily before he pressed on

suburbs. His grandmother, Betty, who was Korbyn’s mother, had

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

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

as the most exceptional member of

her last breath, Betty patiently awaited

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

the

her eyes gradually fluttered open,

gaze exuded a remarkable

waiting all this time for her grandson to return and exchange a

to form,

squatting before her, clasping

extended her trembling hand

cherished grandson held a special place in her heart. He possessed not only good

remained unmarried, and

mother that you’ve taken an interest in a girl.

his gaze gentle as he fixated upon Betty’s

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

know, I know… How could

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

and remarked, “It’s reassuring to know that you’re

her inquiries

whispered in her ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable qualities, although she can be

intently, her

regret gnawed at Betty’s heart. She murmured, “I yearn

room, the female members

witness her final

caressed Betty’s

her speak to you, alright? After conversing

sparkled

Rena’s number and the

Rena answered.

voice, Waylen relayed, “My grandmother wishes to speak with

solace to Betty’s departing soul. After

held the phone near Betty’s

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

his

want this elderly woman to depart with unfulfilled wishes.

worry, Mrs. Fowler.

and her pupils dilated, yet she did not release

phone tightly, Rena felt the impending departure of a

profound sorrow even though

was two weeks later that they

Betty’s funeral, and then traveled to Braseovell to attend the

details eluded Rena’s

significance to

called

Waylen expressed a desire to visit

by the time Waylen arrived

in the trees filled the air with their vibrant chorus, lending a lively

Waylen leaning against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened the

nonchalantly,

bore

of emotions as he beheld Rena. Sensing this

smile graced Waylen’s face as he closed the car

beside her, his hands automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence, he couldn’t

face lit up with a smile as she replied, “What would you like

was

his thoughts, Waylen fixated on the rare sight of her smiling

completely

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

simply nodded in

as if anticipating something,

reaction he desired

be jealousy

be preferable to

one hand, he mourned the loss of his grandmother, and on the other hand,

he reminded himself that a man

start afresh with her, he had invested more thought than ever

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

in the villa, he

could sense Waylen’s

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

had

her fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all

recollection, Waylen had rarely displayed

preferred to channel his

herself taken aback by

her with his arm. “I’ve picked a horror movie and dimmed the lights. You might

smile graced Rena’s lips. “Really? Is it truly

in

paused, softly caressing her delicate face with his hand, and whispered, “You look incredibly beautiful

sense of unease, like a fish out

hand and led her

merely a home theater, it spanned an impressive one hundred square meters. A set of reclining sofas was arranged in front of the expansive circular

lighting, he guided her to a

had selected a classic horror movie from the past, though it would be more accurate

enjoyed the movie with great

Rena turned to face him, he could still discern her in the darkness, despite the absence of

wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently tracing her ring finger

in response to his

he chuckled

Rena retorted,

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

questioning, lowering his head to capture her

his arm tightening, yet she did

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

Rena whispered in return, her expression in the subdued lighting remarkably

through her hair, gently stroking

receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You truly dislike

we can’t see

icy tension settled

His desire was for her to be

towards him constantly

Everything unfolded organically.

remained relatively silent. Only when

subdued moans only fueled

He had lost control.

in their desires within the home theater once, and then he carried her back to the master bedroom. He yearned to witness her under the luminosity of

pleaded, “Waylen, turn off the

captivated by her beauty illuminated by

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

eyes with

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

didn’t wish to

be for her to address him in such an affectionate manner

for a

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

for him, they wouldn’t engage in

incident when he traveled to Braseovell, she knew about it

mind whether he encountered Elvira

had happened, Rena simply desired to

intimate encounters came

from Rena, a sign that she still held some concern for

him with kindness but she didn’t offer him anything

disengaged from her, rolling over and letting out

recognized his discontent, yet she couldn’t suppress her pride and

rose from the bed and

through her

veiled by

engage

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

wish

had no intention of spending the rest

had never harbored thoughts of

them to

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

had once uttered

was her turn to

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

gently closed

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

silent. In truth, they were

and Rena had spent an additional two weeks together,

demeanor remained gentle but detached. The vivaciousness that once

Rena’s calmness,

yearned for her to display some emotions

wished she would slap him, believing it would be

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

now that her love had faded, she treated him politely,

Damn it!

solace in alcohol at

room remained packed, filled

hearing of his presence, for he had Waylen

inquired, “Are

exhaled smoke, exuding an alluring and enticing

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

remarked, “With such a captivating face,

“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 the mere sight of me and she

an

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

Roscoe simply urged him to return

Allow me to drive you back.

cast another

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

was taken aback, his

could Waylen stoop so

a wistful smile, Roscoe inquired, “Waylen, are you

and downing another

torn, caught in

the advantages and disadvantages, he summoned the courage to dial

the call after several

it’s Roscoe… Waylen is inebriated. Could

had just concluded a

entrusted her with an excellent project and she had recently 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 momentarily

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

and their relationship now existed

without her, Waylen possessed the attributes to

did not

leaving the following day, she felt it necessary to have a

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

gratitude. “Rena, you

saying, “Enough with the chatter. Return home early and

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

about Waylen’s state at

coursed

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