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.

tone, she advised,

in Waylen’s throat, causing

that Rena might decline due to the complexities of their relationship. Even if she agreed to accompany him,

his breath, “I might be occupied for some

demeanor softened, indicating her newfound

car, Waylen suddenly rolled down

amidst the nocturnal surroundings, she waved him

momentarily

mother, had been residing there for an extended period due to the favorable

as Betty’s impending demise loomed. Delirium

Betty’s imminent passing, prompting him to summon Betty’s children and grandchildren, urging them to bid their final

as the most exceptional member

last breath, Betty

granting him access. Korbyn leaned in close to Betty’s ear and

the edge of

her eyes gradually fluttered open,

gaze exuded a

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

form, Betty

approached, squatting before her, clasping her frail

her trembling hand to caress

He possessed not only good looks but also an exceptional intellect from a young

he remained unmarried, and she yearned for

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 haven’t you brought

lifted his head, his gaze gentle as he fixated upon

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

marred Betty’s countenance. “You’re just deceiving me… I know, I know… How could I

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

sigh of relief and remarked, “It’s reassuring to know that you’re still pursuing

persisted in her inquiries about the

is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable qualities, although she

listened intently, her attention fully

Betty’s heart. She murmured,

the room, the female members

agonizing for them to witness her final moments. Yet, deep down, everyone knew that this would

caressed Betty’s

to you, alright? After conversing

eyes sparkled

Rena’s number and the

Rena answered.

relayed, “My grandmother wishes to speak

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

the phone

the other end, clutching her phone, Rena 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 not being able to bid

carry in his heart at the time of his

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

assured, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Fowler.

her pupils dilated, yet she did not release the

phone tightly, Rena felt the impending departure of

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

that they finally saw each

traveled to Braseovell to attend the initial hearing of Elvira’s

eluded

held no significance

called Rena,

Waylen expressed a desire to visit her, but she declined, softly suggesting, “Let’s meet at your

by the time Waylen

with their vibrant chorus,

against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened

entered the car gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I sent him

gaze bore into

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

Waylen’s face as he closed the

preoccupied with

as she replied, “What would you like me to

she uttered those words, there was a tinge of

fixated on the rare sight of her

appeared completely

her, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “This is the task I took on previously. And I didn’t catch

nodded

continued to study her, as if anticipating

determine what reaction he

it be jealousy or

be preferable to

he mourned the loss of his grandmother, and on the other hand, he fretted over Rena’s

that a

with her, he had invested more thought than ever

her own separate dressing room. Waylen had thoughtfully arranged a collection of clothing for her, all from her favorite brands, some even matching her

the villa, he had designated a

sense Waylen’s

when he was

had been

fingers, his tender touch evoking more emotion than all

Waylen had

often preferred to channel his

aback

closer, enveloping her with his

lips. “Really? Is it truly that

in witnessing

with his hand, and whispered, “You look incredibly beautiful when you

fish out of water. “Aren’t we going to

hand

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

he guided her

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

the movie with great

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

wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently tracing

in

he chuckled

denying, Rena retorted,

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

ceased his questioning, lowering his head

on his arm tightening, yet

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

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

through her hair, gently stroking

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

we can’t

icy tension settled

that maybe they needed more time. His desire

indifference towards him constantly plagued him

Everything unfolded organically.

Only when he

only fueled Waylen’s

He had lost control.

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

pleaded, “Waylen,

was captivated by her beauty illuminated

supple skin bewitched him and the delicate blue veins at the edge of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow kisses

locked eyes

recall that during their time together before their breakup, there had been a moment

she didn’t wish to do that

they be for her to address him in such an affectionate

for a significant stretch

reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and finally spoke up. “Aren’t we in a good

for him, they wouldn’t engage

like the recent incident when he traveled to

didn’t mind whether he encountered Elvira or

simply desired to love

intimate encounters came to a

from Rena, a sign that she still held some concern for him deep within her

kindness but she

over and letting

couldn’t suppress her pride and console

rose from the bed

her cleansing,

veiled

to engage in conversation

losses in a timely manner. Look, you have always desired me. Now I am here before you, but you are

wish to deceive

she had no intention of spending the rest

had never harbored

for them to part ways

softly, “Waylen, what you desire…

had once uttered those words

it was her turn to express

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

gently closed

you are willing to

were

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

requests, yet her demeanor remained

calmness, Waylen grew increasingly

for her to display

she would slap him, believing it would be a sign

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

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

Damn it!

solace in alcohol at

remained packed, filled with familiar

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

comfortingly tapped Waylen’s shoulder and inquired, “Are you alright?

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 to make advances. Waylen’s reputation for aloofness preceded him, leaving them no choice

remarked, “With

“Come on.”

uttered, “Rena remains uninterested in me. Roscoe… I wholeheartedly devote myself to her. Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She used to be

forced an awkward

loved a man deeply, they

further, Roscoe simply urged him

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

cast another glance

to Roscoe and instructed, “Call Rena. She should

aback, his disbelief

Waylen stoop so

inquired, “Waylen, are you

cigarette and downing another half

torn,

and disadvantages, he summoned the courage to dial Rena’s

call

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

had just concluded

her with an excellent project and she had recently assembled a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled

be disingenuous to claim she felt nothing

up and their relationship now existed

Waylen possessed the attributes to forge the connections

did not

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

me the address. I’ll need some time to wrap up

sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have such a generous

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

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

not inquire about Waylen’s state

icy chill coursed through

once believed that Waylen and Rena would be a perfect match and always remain