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.

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

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

deeply 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 would likely

under his breath, “I might be occupied

indicating her newfound

she got out of the car, Waylen suddenly rolled down the window and

the nocturnal surroundings, she waved him

gaze lingered on her momentarily

journey 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

comprehended Betty’s imminent passing, prompting

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

her last breath, Betty

him access. Korbyn leaned in close to Betty’s ear and whispered, “Mother, Waylen has returned to

on the edge

gradually fluttered open, revealing a

exuded a

waiting all this time for

to form, Betty sat

squatting before her, clasping her frail hand and tenderly

trembling hand to

not only good looks but also an exceptional intellect

and she

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

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

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

I know, I know… How could I be unaware of your temper?

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

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

in her inquiries about the

ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma.

intently, her

She murmured, “I yearn to

female members of the Fowler family wept

had endeared her to all, making it agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone knew that this would be their last

caressed Betty’s

whispered, “I’ll let her speak to you, alright? After conversing with her, you’ll know that I haven’t deceived

sparkled with

Rena’s number and the

Rena answered.

“My grandmother wishes to

soul. After a brief moment of silence, she acquiesced

phone

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 able to bid

carry in his

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

Rena assured, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Fowler. I

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

Rena felt the impending departure

sorrow even though she couldn’t see him

weeks later that they finally saw

to Braseovell to attend the initial hearing

eluded

no significance to

he called Rena, suggesting they

Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined, softly

arrived by the time Waylen

with their vibrant chorus, lending

car. As she approached, he courteously opened the door

car gracefully, replying nonchalantly,

gaze bore

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

gentle smile graced Waylen’s face as he

automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with

with a smile as she replied, “What would

she uttered those words, there was a

the rare sight

completely

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

simply nodded in

as if anticipating something, yet

reaction he desired

jealousy or perhaps

be preferable

the loss of his grandmother, and on the

reminded himself that a man should

his quest to start afresh with her, he had invested

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

villa, he had designated a study

sense

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

she had been

tender touch evoking more emotion than all

Rena’s recollection, Waylen had rarely displayed such

to channel his emotions

found herself taken aback by this

at him. Waylen gently pulled her closer, enveloping her with his arm. “I’ve picked a horror movie and dimmed the lights. You might

graced Rena’s lips. “Really?

delighted in witnessing

face with his hand, and

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

smiled, took her hand and led

one hundred square meters. A set of reclining sofas was arranged in front

the subdued lighting, he guided

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

the movie

still discern her in the

he inquired, wrapping his arm around her shoulder

in

he chuckled softly. “Are

denying, Rena

caressed her face and inquired, “What are

“Not bad,” she responded.

questioning, lowering his

grip on his arm

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

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

through her hair, gently

well whether or not she was receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You truly dislike it here? It’s so dark, and I assumed you would enjoy

all, we can’t see

tension settled in the

they needed more time. His desire was for her to

her indifference towards him

Everything unfolded organically.

she remained relatively silent. Only when he pleased

only fueled Waylen’s

He had lost control.

he carried her back to the

Rena pleaded, “Waylen,

was captivated by her beauty illuminated

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

eyes

breakup, there had been a moment when she called

she didn’t wish to do that

they be for her to address him in such an

remained silent for a

touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out

had no expectations for him, they

traveled to Braseovell, she knew about

mind whether he

to

their intimate encounters came

relationship dissatisfying. He yearned for a response from Rena, a sign that she still held some concern for him deep within her

kindness but she didn’t

disengaged from her, rolling over and

couldn’t suppress

from the bed and

through her cleansing, Waylen

was veiled by

to engage in conversation

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, if you feel discomfort or unhappiness in this relationship, why

wish

she had no intention

had never harbored thoughts of

them to

“Waylen, what you desire… I cannot give it

once uttered those words

it was her

struck his heart

gently closed his

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

remained silent. In truth, they were both in pain

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

yet her demeanor remained gentle but detached. The vivaciousness that once

Rena’s calmness, Waylen

yearned for her to display some

it would be a

couldn’t resist indulging in childish behavior and

had faded, she treated him politely, maintaining her dignity and ready

Damn it!

solace in alcohol

filled with familiar faces, including

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

shoulder and inquired, “Are

the sofa’s back, Waylen leisurely exhaled smoke, exuding an alluring and enticing

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

“With such a captivating face, who could possibly resist your

“Come on.”

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 and she

an awkward

a man deeply, they reveled in intimacy but,

further, Roscoe simply urged him to

to drive you back. Don’t

another glance

he tossed his phone to Roscoe and instructed, “Call Rena. She should

aback, his

Waylen

smile, Roscoe inquired, “Waylen, are you

snuffing out the cigarette and downing another half glass

torn,

he summoned the courage

answered the call after

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

had just

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

because of her. It would be disingenuous to claim she felt nothing but she had resolved not to

broken up and their relationship now existed in

captivating women graced the world. Rena believed that even without her, Waylen possessed the attributes to forge the connections he

not

leaving the following day, she felt it necessary

address. I’ll

profound sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such

chatter. Return home early

uplift Rena’s spirits. However, upon ending the call, a disquieting feeling washed over him. Rena had

about

coursed through Roscoe’s

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