A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 661-670

Locking eyes with the dissatisfied judge, he spoke in a raspy voice. “My wife needs me at this moment, so… I request a change of counsel for my client.

The judge was taken aback.

Waylen’s client was equally stunned.

A collective sense of disbelief engulfed the room.

The case was on the brink of conclusion, mere minutes away from its resolution. Waylen would have preserved his untarnished record, solidifying his status as a legend within legal circles.

Yet, what was he doing now?

The judge’s countenance contorted, and he cleared his throat before addressing Waylen, “Mr. Fowler, have you made your decision? If you leave the courtroom now, your license to practice law will be revoked for a duration of two years. You will be barred from the court for the foreseeable future.”

Waylen had already begun walking towards the exit.

He suddenly halted, his voice carrying a hint of nonchalance as he uttered, “More than two years. Henceforth, I will leave the legal circle forever.”

He made the solemn announcement.

The media erupted into a frenzy.

The case itself paled in significance as everyone’s attention became fixated on Waylen’s profound choice.

The luminary of the legal sphere made an astonishing departure.

Could this be some elaborate April Fool’s Day prank?

Elvira, standing in the wake of Waylen’s departure, teetered on the edge of madness. Did Waylen truly comprehend the magnitude of his actions?

Merely due to Rena’s sudden disappearance, he chose to forsake his esteemed position in the legal world?

How could he do this? humiliation? accompanied by Jazlyn, who pondered over his decision to reevaluate his path.

How could he subject himself to such Waylen strode with purpose, his pace swift,

Outside, reporters swarmed the car, tightly encircling it, impeding Waylen from starting the engine.

Gripping the car door with one hand, Waylen declared softly, his voice carrying deep resólve, “My wife is missing. I must search for her now. I used to believe that the courtroom held utmost importance in my life but now I understand that my family is what truly matters. I love my wife with all my heart.”

Having spoken those words, he slipped into the car.

Gradually, the reporters dispersed, creating a path for him…

A profound silence blanketed the scene.

Everyone stood stunned by this decision.

As Waylen departed, he had expected to feel a pang of reluctance.

However, it did not surface, for he knew he was heading toward the most significant person in his life…

That night, Rena relinquished her dreams of becoming a renowned pianist.

Rena had risked her life to bring their daughter into the world.

Waylen, too, could relinquish that which he held dear. He would never allow Rena to face her struggles alone, especially during times of sorrow…

Elvira’s anguished screams echoed from behind.

Countless onlookers directed disdainful gazes her way…

It had become apparent that Mr. Fowler genuinely cherished his wife, while Miss Coleman persisted in pestering and wreaking havoc upon other people’s families…

Subsequently, someone pull the trings from behind the scene.

Elvira’s compromising photographs flooded the public domain, tarnishing her reputation as promiscuous.

Waylen’s withdrawal from the legal circle ignited a whirlwind of commotion in the outside world.

He declined all interviews, instructing the driver to navigate towards the Fowler family cemetery.

Indeed, Rena awaited him there.

Clad in her hospital gown, she stood serenely.

Silently, Waylen approached her, Rena seemed to have anticipated his arrival, and without turning around, she whispered softly, “Alexis would have been a month old by now.”

Waylen tenderly grasped Rena’s shoulder, displaying a delicate touch.

Contrary to her usual behavior, she refrained from breaking away from his embrace.

She allowed him to hold her for an extended duration, the passing moments stretching into eternity.

As the sun reached its zenith, she finally voiced her query, her words dripping with determination, “Waylen, when will our paths diverge?”

Waylen’s body exhibited a subtle rigidity, betraying his inner tension.

He had anticipated this topic to arise today, yet he was unwilling to relinquish her easily.

He clung to the hope of stalling the inevitable, harboring aspirations to salvage their fractured union.

He maintained a prolonged silence before hoarsely uttering, “Let us bide our time a little longer.” With that, Rena emancipated herself from his grasp, severing the physical connection.

She pivoted, her gaze fixed upon him, as within her heart, she had already passed a judgment of condemnation. She was resolute in her decision to part ways.\

“Why persist?” she queried in a husky tone. “Let us dissolve this union expeditiously Each of us must embark on a new journey. This marriage, initially borne of Alexis’ existence, has now lost its purpose. With her absence, we…”

Waylen interjected, interrupting her train of thought.

His gaze, profound and unwavering, bore into her as he cautiously inquired in a subdued and humble manner, “If Alexis was still alive, would you return to me also?”

He skillfully phrased his query, tactfully avoiding a direct inquiry about divorce.”

He queried, “Will you come back to me?”

Unaware of his subtle manipulation of words, Rena failed to grasp the underlying intention.

Gazing at the pallid sky, she murmured softly, “Regrettably, there is no if left between us.”

Waylen advanced once more, enveloping her in a gradual embrace. Before she could extract herself from his clutches, he whispered, “I will comply, Rena… Permit me to hold you for a while longer.”

Silent and tender, he clung to her.

In that moment, Waylen remained uncertain about the length of their impending separation. It could span years-two or three or perhaps an entire lifetime.

Regardless of the duration, he resolved to convince himself.

ought to liberate

for a meal. I will request Jazlyn to deliver the divorce

in freeing herself from

her lips as she

pleaded, “It’s just a meal, nothing

gaze pleaded earnestly, his determination

Finally, Rena relented.

on his request. Evidently, Jazlyn had anticipated this arrangement well in advance, for

later, Waylen steered the

a replica of the

the injured Snowball from

Snowball darted toward her,

touch gentle as

in a hushed tone, “If you wish, you may take

a subtle nod, a gesture of

with him while clad in hospital attire. Seeking a more appropriate attire, she ventured to the coat closet, selecting a dress and

meal,

divorce agreements lay

his voice a mere whisper, “We shall peruse them once we have

utmost tenderness, he served her, ensuring she indulged

amount, Rena delicately placed

knife and fork grew slightly

pause, he responded, “I have yet to satiate

devoid of any semblance of impatience. However desolate she might have felt, she understood

reclaimed her

She yearned for solitude…

intended to bestow upon her real estate, stock funds, and cash, the sum total exceeding two

couldn’t bring

not burden yourself excessively with work in

glistened

She signed…

in Waylen’s eyes. Pausing momentarily,

Rena remained silent.

a fleeting moment,

she would not divulge her plans now

It was all over.

Snowball, fastening its leash.

remained seated at

her a ride, yet feared

the best. Finally, he averted his gaze, his voice

lowered her head,

It was truly over…

trembling. fingers, Waylen unexpectedly declared, “Rena, believe

Rena faltered momentarily.

metal doorknob. She then

the sun

he had

Rena remained silent, her gaze fixed

no desire to linger with that scoundrel,

“No.”

announced to withdraw from the legal profession today, never to return.”

smile widened. “If it holds no significance to you, then move

Rena’s heart raced.

Waylen’s

pondered why he chose to abandon his legal career on

resolved to cease dwelling on

was time to release her worries about him, for their chapter had reached

himself alone within the confines of the

overwhelming emptiness pervaded the

Profound loneliness engulfed him.

a three-year visa to Rouemn, he comprehended the extent of her prolonged

return? Would there be another person

oblivious

he knew was that he had exchanged their divorce papers for a potential future. Even though his heart yearned for her and sorrow clung to him, he willingly watched her

he summoned the melodies of the

fingertips, a

a phone call shattered the silence. “Mr. Fowler, your daughter has opened her eyes, I believed you should be the first to receive this news. Perhaps you wish to see

clutched his phone

until he mustered the strength to control his

black Maybach halted at

established by a renowned physician to combat genetic anomalies in humans. Alexis had been entrusted here two weeks prior.

of the care

door, greeted by a blonde foreigner who handed him a small

“She is quite fortunate.

current survival rate stands at fifty percent. But Mr. Fowler… Nurturing this child presents challenges, as we remain uncertain about her developmental trajectory. Nevertheless… She must remain within our facility under observation and monitoring

the capsule

it lay baby

than before, adorned with a crown of delicate brown hair. Her eyes gleamed with an extraordinary radiance and beauty. Faint blue veins traced the

her gaze up at

a smile illuminated her cherubic face, her toothless gum

assuaged. He pressed a kiss

and the

from the airport, stepping onto the bustling exit with

moment, Zack, with his lanky frame, shook off his cool demeanor and swiftly

while Rena, a mere spectator, found herself rendered utterly

nineteen years old! Rena couldn’t help but despise Zack, labeling him

inherent talent, which he had inherited from Brandon, his own father. Under Zack’s guidance, the business had flourished and extended its influence to

relentlessly pursued

he unleashed a savage beating

a relationship with Danna, Zack renounced his indulgence in alcohol

in Rouemn, Zack faithfully made the

the other hand, returned to Duefron primarily due to Eloise’s

French restaurants, her occasional piano performances added a touch of

a mature, stunningly beautiful, and financially independent woman,

her heart remained untouched by these

the top floor of the soaring 68-story building, the CEO’s office exuded an air

wooden desk, Waylen engrossed himself in reviewing documents, his captivating features further enhanced by the gentle illumination streaming in through the French

Jazlyn quietly pushed open the

upon her boss, admiring his

Waylen had blossomed into a distinguished figure, the object of countless

paper bag on the surface, Jazlyn caught Waylen’s attention, causing him to pause his writing and retrieve the bag with intrigue. A subtle cough

eyes to meet Jazlyn’s

Jazlyn expressed her unease, “Yes, Rena might stay in Duefron for a while to assist seeking treatment

inquiries, his focus now shifting to the contents of the kraft

a stack of photographs capturing moments shared by Zack and Rena, he couldn’t help but feel the pangs of jealousy stirring within him. While the pair appeared just like friends in the pictures, it was still enough to kindle the flames

went to Rouemn every

had remained unable to visit Rouemn, immobilized by his commitment

moments of lovesickness, he found solace in gazing at Rena’s photographs. However, with Zack omnipresent in every frame, alongside Tyrone’s sister, Waylen yearned to see

jealousy, Jazlyn discreetly placed an invitation card on the desk and whispered, “It’s an invitation to Mr. and Mrs. Figueroa’s grand fourth wedding anniversary celebration. Rumor

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