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.”

Dear Readers Books Are Daily Updated Click On Link Below To Join Our Official Telegram Group To Get Latest Books Updates..

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,

in Waylen’s throat, causing

truth, he 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

his breath, “I

indicating

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

amidst the nocturnal surroundings, she waved him forward, declaring,

her momentarily

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

Betty’s impending demise loomed.

Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him

the eldest son, Korbyn held a prominent position, while Waylen stood out as the most

her last breath, Betty

way for him, granting him access. Korbyn leaned in close

the edge of

eyes gradually fluttered open, revealing

gaze exuded a remarkable

all this time for her grandson to return and exchange a

form, Betty sat

her, clasping her frail hand

trembling hand to

He possessed not only good looks

unmarried, and she

with Waylen’s mother. “I was informed by your mother that you’ve taken an interest in a

lifted his head, his gaze gentle as he fixated upon Betty’s

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

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

“It’s

persisted in her inquiries about

him, Waylen gently whispered in her ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable

listened intently, her attention

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

room, the female members of the Fowler

her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone knew that this would

caressed

retrieved his phone and whispered, “I’ll let her speak to you, alright? After

sparkled

Rena’s number

Rena answered.

Waylen relayed, “My grandmother wishes to speak

sensed that he sought to provide solace to Betty’s departing soul. After a brief moment of silence, she acquiesced

held the phone near

the elderly woman whom she had never met. The words spoken

father carry in his heart at the

sadness washed over Rena. She didn’t want this elderly woman to depart with unfulfilled

“Don’t worry,

her pupils

the phone tightly, Rena felt

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

two weeks later that they

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

details eluded Rena’s

significance to her

return, he called

apartment at the time. Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined, softly suggesting, “Let’s meet at

by the time Waylen

with their vibrant chorus, lending a lively atmosphere

his car. As she approached, he courteously opened the

the car gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I

bore

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

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

settled beside her, his hands automatically fastened the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After a prolonged silence, he couldn’t resist the urge to inquire, “Why haven’t you

as she replied, “What would

she uttered those words, there was a

Waylen fixated on the rare sight of her smiling in

appeared completely

seat, he gazed at her, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “This is the task I took on previously. And

simply nodded

study her, as if anticipating

what reaction he

jealousy or perhaps

would be preferable

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

reminded himself that a man

her,

separate dressing room. Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing

her penchant for working in the villa, he had designated a study for

could sense

coexist peacefully with him, even tolerating him when he was in a sour

she had

touch

had

to channel his

aback

her closer, enveloping her with his

“Really? Is

in witnessing her

caressing her delicate face with his hand, and whispered,

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

smiled, took her hand

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

he guided her to a

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

movie

he could still discern her in the

his arm around her shoulder and

in response to

chuckled softly. “Are

denying, Rena

into his embrace. He caressed her face

“Not bad,” she responded.

questioning, lowering his head to capture her

on his arm tightening, yet she did not

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

Rena whispered in return, her expression in the subdued lighting remarkably composed, though she didn’t want Waylen to perceive it, “Not

through her hair,

receptive. Thus, he blurted out, “You truly dislike it here? It’s so dark,

we can’t see

settled

needed more time. His desire

indifference towards him constantly plagued him with

Everything unfolded organically.

when he pleased her immensely did she moan and let out a

only fueled

He had lost control.

within the home theater once, and then he carried her back to the master bedroom.

Rena pleaded, “Waylen,

her beauty

and the delicate blue veins at the edge of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow

eyes with

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

didn’t wish to do that

they be for her to

silent for a

prolonged silence caused Waylen’s enthusiasm to wane, his eyes filled with a touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and finally spoke up. “Aren’t we

no expectations for him, they wouldn’t engage in

the recent incident when he traveled to Braseovell, she

he

had happened, Rena simply desired to love

intimate encounters came to

yearned for a response from Rena, a sign that she still held some

kindness but she

her, rolling over and letting out a subdued

she couldn’t suppress her pride and

rose from the bed and headed for the

through her cleansing, Waylen

was veiled

to engage

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

didn’t wish

moment, she had no intention of spending the

she had never harbored thoughts

them to part ways

“Waylen, what

uttered those

was her

delicate weight, yet it struck his

closed his

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

remained silent. In truth, they were

spent an additional two weeks together, their bond seemingly

romantic outing and Rena rarely turned 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

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

resist indulging in childish behavior and challenging

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

Damn it!

in alcohol at the

filled with familiar faces, including

solely to keep Waylen company upon hearing of his presence, for he had Waylen and Rena to thank that he could marry

“Are you alright? I

exhaled smoke, exuding an

by his charm, yet none dared to

and remarked, “With such a

“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

forced an

women differed from men. When they loved a man deeply, they reveled in intimacy but, when love

Roscoe simply urged him to return

much to drink. Allow me to drive you

another glance

should still be

taken aback, his

could Waylen

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

another half glass of brandy,

torn, caught in

the advantages and disadvantages, he summoned the courage to

the call after

Waylen

had just concluded

recently assembled a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled to embark on a business trip

her. It would be disingenuous to claim she

relationship now existed in this

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

did not

she felt it necessary to have a conversation

send me the address. I’ll need

felt a profound sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such a

the chatter. Return home early and spend time

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

not inquire about

coursed through Roscoe’s

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