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

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

he pondered the possibility that Rena might decline

a while, Waylen murmured under his breath, “I

softened, indicating her

suddenly rolled down the window and said to

surroundings, she waved

momentarily before he

lay ahead as Waylen drove towards the eastern suburbs. His grandmother, Betty, who was Korbyn’s mother, had been residing there

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

the family. Korbyn arrived and comprehended Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him to summon Betty’s children and grandchildren, urging

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

last breath, Betty patiently awaited

the car, Waylen hastened to 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 has

teetered on the

hearing footsteps, her eyes gradually fluttered open, revealing a glimmer of

exuded

lucidity. Betty had been waiting all this time for her grandson to return and exchange a few words with

to form,

before her, clasping her

her trembling hand

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

and she yearned for a

mind remained lucid as she 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 to me… Why

lifted his head, his gaze gentle as he fixated

with work,

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

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

“It’s reassuring to know that you’re

in her inquiries about the

ear, “She is a stunning young

intently, her

She murmured,

the room, the female members of the

kindness had endeared her to all, making it agonizing for them to witness her final moments.

caressed Betty’s

speak to you, alright? After conversing

eyes sparkled

dialed Rena’s number and the call

Rena answered.

“My grandmother wishes to speak with

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

the phone near

other end, clutching her phone, Rena listened to the voice of the elderly woman whom she had never met. The words spoken were

in his heart at

wave of sadness washed over Rena. She didn’t want this elderly woman to depart with unfulfilled wishes. Even if it meant deceiving Betty, Rena knew it

worry, Mrs. Fowler. I

upon Betty’s lips, and her pupils dilated, yet she did not release the

tightly, Rena felt the impending departure of

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

that

and then traveled to Braseovell to

eluded

held no significance to her

he called Rena,

apartment at the time. Waylen expressed a desire to visit her,

the

with their vibrant chorus, lending a

against his car. As she approached, he

replying nonchalantly,

gaze bore

as he beheld Rena. Sensing this intensity, Rena averted her gaze,

face as he

he settled beside her, his hands automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence, he

smile as she replied, “What would you

there was a tinge

thoughts, Waylen fixated on the rare

completely

gazed at her, his voice tinged with

nodded

if anticipating something, yet eventually he

reaction he desired from

jealousy

be preferable to this

heart sank even deeper. On one hand, he mourned the loss of his grandmother, and on the other hand, he

that a man

her, he had invested more thought than ever

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

for working in the villa,

could sense Waylen’s

coexist peacefully with him, even tolerating him when he was in a sour mood. For instance, he insisted on heading to the screening room for a movie after

the file she had been perusing, Rena stood

instinctively, Waylen clasped her fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all their romantic

recollection, Waylen had

to channel his emotions

found herself taken aback by this unexpected

pulled her closer, enveloping her with his arm. “I’ve picked a horror movie and dimmed the

“Really? Is

in witnessing her

hand, and whispered, “You look incredibly beautiful when

a fish out of water. “Aren’t we going

her hand and

it spanned an impressive one hundred square meters. A set of reclining sofas was arranged in front of the expansive

the subdued lighting, he guided her

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

movie with great

to face him, he could still discern her in the

arm around her shoulder and gently tracing her ring

in response to

darkness, he chuckled softly. “Are you

Rena

He caressed her face and inquired,

“Not bad,” she responded.

questioning, lowering his head to

his arm

intimate moment, enhancing the romantic atmosphere. Waylen, aroused by the scene, whispered in Rena’s

return, her expression in the subdued

through her

or not she was receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You truly dislike it here?

all, we can’t see each

settled

felt that maybe they needed more time. His desire was for

towards him constantly plagued him with

Everything unfolded organically.

silent. Only when he pleased her

only

He had lost control.

her back to the master

pleaded, “Waylen,

captivated by her beauty

the edge of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow kisses

locked eyes

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

wish to

for her to address him in such an

silent for a significant stretch

uncertainty. Rena reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and finally spoke up. “Aren’t

had no expectations for

the recent incident when he traveled to

whether he encountered Elvira

all that had happened, Rena simply desired to

encounters

found their relationship dissatisfying. He yearned for a response from Rena, a sign that she still held some concern for him

him with kindness but she didn’t offer

from her, rolling over and

his discontent, yet she couldn’t suppress

rose from the bed and headed for the

her cleansing,

gaze was veiled by

was willing to engage

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

didn’t wish

no intention of

harbored thoughts of seeking

for them to part

smile and whispered softly, “Waylen, what you desire… I

once uttered those

her

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

gently closed

you are willing to voice

they were both in pain at this

and Rena had spent an additional two weeks

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

calmness, Waylen

her to display some emotions

wished she would slap him, believing it would be a sign of her former opposition towards

indulging

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

Damn it!

in alcohol at

filled with familiar faces, including

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

inquired, “Are you alright? I can drive

the sofa’s back, Waylen leisurely exhaled smoke,

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

smiled and remarked, “With such a captivating face, who could possibly

“Come on.”

Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She used to be so nice to me, her face

forced an

a man deeply, they reveled in intimacy but,

Waylen further, Roscoe simply urged him to

much to drink. Allow me to drive you back. Don’t

cast another

warning, he tossed his phone to Roscoe and instructed, “Call Rena. She should still be at the music studio.

was taken aback,

Waylen

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

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

found himself torn, caught in a

disadvantages, he summoned the courage to dial

call after several

Waylen

had just concluded a

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

claim

relationship now existed in this

that even without her, Waylen possessed

not

following day, she felt it necessary to have a conversation

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

sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such a

playfully teased Roscoe, saying, “Enough with the chatter. Return home early and spend time with

spirits. However, upon ending

about

chill coursed

a perfect match and always remain together but now the