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.

she advised, “Go ahead. Make haste but drive

nervous lump formed in Waylen’s throat, causing his

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

his breath, “I might

indicating her newfound

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

she waved him forward, declaring, “Go

lingered on her momentarily

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

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

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

eldest son, Korbyn held a prominent position, while Waylen stood out as the most exceptional member of the younger generation. Betty held

Betty patiently

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

the

her eyes gradually fluttered open, revealing a glimmer of

exuded a

all this time for her grandson to return and

to form, Betty sat

before her, clasping

her trembling hand to

not only good looks but also an exceptional intellect from a

he remained unmarried, and she yearned for

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

his gaze gentle as he fixated upon

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

I know… How

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

relief and remarked, “It’s reassuring to

inquiries

Waylen gently whispered in her ear, “She is a stunning young woman, Grandma. She possesses admirable qualities, although she can

her attention

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

the room, the female members

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

caressed Betty’s

whispered, “I’ll let her speak to you, alright? After conversing with her, you’ll know that

eyes sparkled with

Rena’s number and the

Rena answered.

Waylen relayed, “My

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

the phone near

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

father carry in his heart at

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

worry, Mrs.

her pupils dilated, yet she did not release the

tightly, Rena felt the impending departure of a

profound sorrow even though she

that they finally saw each other

and then traveled to Braseovell to attend the initial hearing

eluded

held no significance to her

return, he called Rena,

desire to

arrived by the time

cicadas perched in the trees filled the air with their vibrant chorus, lending a lively

spotted Waylen leaning against his car. As she approached, he courteously opened the door

the car gracefully, replying nonchalantly, “I

bore into

held a myriad of emotions as he beheld Rena. Sensing this intensity, Rena averted her

graced Waylen’s face as he

the seat belt, his mind preoccupied with thoughts. After

face lit up with a smile as she replied, “What would you like me

those words, there was a tinge

thoughts, Waylen fixated on the rare sight

completely

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

simply nodded in

study her, as if anticipating something, yet eventually he

what reaction he desired from

be jealousy or

would be preferable to

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

that a man should maintain

afresh with her, he had invested more thought

the master bedroom of the lavish villa, Rena possessed her own separate dressing room. Waylen had thoughtfully

in the villa, he

sense Waylen’s

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

she had been

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

Waylen had rarely

often preferred to channel his emotions

found herself taken aback

her with his arm. “I’ve picked a horror movie and dimmed the lights. You might

Rena’s lips. “Really?

delighted in witnessing her

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

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

her hand and

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

he guided her

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

enjoyed the movie

Rena turned to face him, he could still discern her

the matter?” he inquired, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and gently tracing her ring finger with

in response to

he chuckled

denying, Rena retorted,

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

“Not bad,” she responded.

his questioning, lowering his head to capture her

was taken aback, her grip on his arm tightening, yet she did not push

be engaged in an intimate moment, enhancing

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

fingers through her hair,

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

all, we can’t see

tension settled in

His desire was for

him constantly plagued

Everything unfolded organically.

remained relatively silent. Only when he pleased her immensely did she moan and let out a

moans only fueled

He had lost control.

then he carried her back to the master bedroom. He yearned to witness her under

pleaded, “Waylen, turn

her beauty illuminated by

of her eyebrows enticed him to bestow kisses upon

eyes with

together before their breakup, there had been a moment when

she didn’t wish to do

must they be for her to address

a significant

wane, his eyes filled with a touch of uncertainty. Rena reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and finally spoke up. “Aren’t we in a

no expectations for him, they wouldn’t engage

like the recent incident when he traveled to Braseovell, she knew about it

whether he encountered Elvira

that had happened, Rena simply desired to love herself

encounters came

their 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 offer

rolling over

couldn’t suppress her pride and console him

bed and headed for

through her cleansing,

was veiled by the

to engage

“Waylen, you are a successful lawyer and a shrewd businessman. You should understand the importance of cutting losses in a timely manner.

wish

had no intention of spending the rest of her life

harbored thoughts

was best for them to part ways

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

uttered those

was her

yet it struck his heart like a hammer, inflicting deep

gently closed his

are willing to

remained silent. In truth, they were both in pain at this

two weeks together, their

his requests, yet her demeanor remained gentle

Rena’s calmness, Waylen grew

her to display some emotions towards

believing it would be a sign

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

politely, maintaining her dignity and

Damn it!

found solace in alcohol at the

packed, filled with familiar

Vera, Roscoe seldom engaged in clubbing. He came solely to keep Waylen company upon hearing of his

“Are you alright? I can drive

leisurely exhaled smoke, exuding an alluring and enticing

charm, yet none dared to make advances. Waylen’s reputation for aloofness preceded him, leaving them no choice but to admire him from

He smiled and remarked, “With such a

“Come on.”

uninterested in me. Roscoe… I wholeheartedly devote myself to her. Why doesn’t she feel anything for me? She

forced an

When they loved a man deeply,

Roscoe simply urged him to

to drive you back. Don’t you have a

cast another glance at

should still be at the music studio. Ask her

taken aback, his

Waylen stoop so

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

the cigarette and downing another half glass of brandy, as if determined

himself torn, caught

disadvantages, he

answered the call

it’s Roscoe… Waylen is inebriated. Could you please

had just

and she had recently assembled a team. Tomorrow, she was scheduled

would be disingenuous to claim

relationship now existed

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

did not

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

me the address. I’ll

sense of gratitude. “Rena, you have

teased Roscoe, saying, “Enough with the chatter. Return

spirits. However, upon ending the call, a disquieting feeling washed over

about

icy chill coursed through Roscoe’s

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