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.

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

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 if she

Waylen murmured under his breath, “I might be

softened, indicating

car, Waylen suddenly

nocturnal surroundings, she

on her momentarily before he pressed on the

ahead as Waylen drove towards the eastern suburbs. His grandmother, Betty, who was Korbyn’s mother, had been residing there for an extended period due to the favorable air quality and conducive

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

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

the most exceptional member of the younger

last breath, Betty patiently awaited

family made way for him, granting him access. Korbyn

on the edge of

her eyes gradually fluttered

exuded

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

to form,

clasping her frail hand

extended her trembling hand

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

and she yearned for

informed by your mother that you’ve taken an interest in a girl. She mentioned that you

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

was caught up with work, and I couldn’t get a chance

just deceiving me… I know, I know…

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

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

persisted in her inquiries about the

is a

her

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

female members of

agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone

caressed Betty’s

“I’ll let her speak to you,

sparkled with

Rena’s number and

Rena answered.

“My

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

phone near

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

did her father carry in his heart at

to depart with unfulfilled wishes. Even if it meant

Rena assured, “Don’t worry, Mrs.

upon Betty’s lips, and her pupils

the phone tightly, Rena felt the impending

sorrow even though she couldn’t see him

two weeks later that

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

eluded

no significance

Waylen’s return, he called Rena, suggesting they

her apartment at the time. Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined, softly suggesting,

the time

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

stepped out of the building, she spotted Waylen leaning against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened

gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I sent him

bore

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

Waylen’s face as he closed the car door with utmost

beside her, his hands automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts.

smile as she replied, “What would

words, there was

fixated on the

completely

he gazed at her, his voice tinged

simply nodded in

as if anticipating something,

determine what reaction he desired

it be jealousy or perhaps

be preferable

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

that a man should maintain

his quest to start afresh with her, he

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

penchant for working in the villa, he had designated a

sense

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

she had

touch evoking more emotion than

Rena’s recollection, Waylen had rarely displayed

often preferred to channel his emotions

aback by

enveloping her with his arm. “I’ve picked a

Rena’s lips. “Really? Is it

delighted in witnessing

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

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

her hand and led her

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

subdued lighting, he guided

movie from the past, though it would be more accurate to describe it as a love story with a touch of horror

enjoyed the movie

still discern her in the darkness, despite

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

body tensed in response to

darkness, he chuckled softly.

denying, Rena

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

ceased his questioning, lowering his head to capture her

her grip on his arm tightening, yet she did not

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

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

ran his fingers through her hair,

full well whether or not she was receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You

we can’t see

icy tension settled in

maybe they needed more time. His desire was for her to be by his

indifference towards him constantly plagued

Everything unfolded organically.

refusal, yet she remained relatively silent. Only when he pleased her immensely did she moan and

moans only

He had lost control.

home theater once, and then he carried her back

his neck, Rena pleaded, “Waylen, turn off the

by her beauty illuminated by

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

locked eyes

but recall that during their time together before their breakup, there had been a moment when she called out to him so lovingly in the throes of

wish to do that

be for her to

a significant stretch

wane, his eyes filled with a touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out to touch his

Rena had no expectations for him, they wouldn’t engage

to Braseovell, she knew

mind whether he encountered Elvira or

had happened, Rena simply desired to

intimate encounters came

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

with kindness but she didn’t

disengaged from her, rolling over

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

rose from the bed

her cleansing, Waylen

gaze was veiled by the

willing to engage in conversation with

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…

didn’t wish

this moment, she had no intention of

harbored thoughts

them

and whispered softly, “Waylen, what you

uttered

it was her turn to express

delicate weight, yet it struck his heart

gently closed his

are willing to voice this sentiment, it signifies that you still care about

they were both in pain at this very

Rena had spent an additional two weeks together, their

down his requests, yet her demeanor remained gentle but detached. The vivaciousness that once defined her character seemed to

Rena’s calmness, Waylen grew

to display some emotions

would be a sign of her former

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

him politely, maintaining her dignity and ready to leave at any

Damn it!

in alcohol at the

packed, filled with familiar

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

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

the sofa’s back, Waylen leisurely exhaled smoke,

surreptitiously stole glances at Waylen, captivated by his charm, yet none dared to make advances. Waylen’s reputation for aloofness preceded

turmoil. He smiled and remarked, “With such a captivating face, who could possibly resist

“Come on.”

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 delighted in

forced an

a man deeply, they reveled

Waylen further, Roscoe

drive you back. Don’t you have a court

cast another

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

was taken aback,

Waylen stoop

inquired, “Waylen, are you genuinely intoxicated or merely feigning

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

himself torn,

and disadvantages, he summoned the courage

call after several

Waylen is

just concluded a

a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled to embark on a

was upset because of her. It would be disingenuous to claim she felt nothing but she had

relationship now existed in this

captivating women graced the world. Rena believed that even without her, Waylen possessed the

not

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

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

a profound sense of gratitude. “Rena, you

chatter. Return home early and spend

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

about Waylen’s state at

chill coursed through Roscoe’s

perfect match and