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.

to

proposed, “Let us revisit our former abode for a

freeing herself from

faint smile graced her lips as

clasped her hand firmly and pleaded, “It’s just a meal, nothing more.

earnestly, his determination

Finally, Rena relented.

in his vehicle, Rena watched as Waylen dialed Jazlyn, instructing her on his request. Evidently,

later, Waylen steered the car toward

unchanged, a replica of the

the azure vases persisted, mirroring the past. Waylen even retrieved the injured Snowball from the veterinary hospital, and the dog was now resting lazily on

darted

reached out, her touch gentle as she

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

subtle nod,

clad in hospital attire. Seeking a more appropriate attire,

meal, silence

divorce agreements lay

aside, his voice a mere whisper, “We shall

he served her,

delicately placed her fork down.

knife and fork

responded, “I have yet

However desolate she might have felt, she understood the need to confront reality

Rena reclaimed

She yearned for solitude…

bestow upon her real estate, stock funds, and cash, the sum total

bring herself to

Do not burden yourself

eyes glistened with

She signed…

in Waylen’s eyes. Pausing momentarily, he inquired

Rena remained silent.

a fleeting moment,

her plans now that

It was all over.

to her feet, Rena beckoned Snowball, fastening its leash. Just before departing, she

remained seated at

ride, yet feared

Finally, he averted his gaze, his voice tinged with

lowered her head, muttering

It was truly over…

with trembling. fingers, Waylen unexpectedly declared,

Rena faltered momentarily.

cold metal doorknob.

the sun shone

awaited below, as he had personally come to

in the car, Rena remained silent, her gaze fixed upon the passing

no desire to linger with that scoundrel,

“No.”

withdraw from the legal profession today, never to return.” Rena visibly recoiled in

widened. “If it holds no significance to you,

Rena’s heart raced.

what Waylen’s intentions could possibly

as she pondered why he chose to

resolved to cease

release her worries about

departure, Waylen found himself alone within the

emptiness pervaded

Profound loneliness engulfed him.

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

would she transform upon her return? Would there be another person accompanying

remained oblivious to

papers for a potential future. Even though his heart yearned for her and sorrow clung

piano, he summoned the melodies of the Moonlight

beneath his fingertips, a symphony that

your daughter has opened her eyes, I believed you should be the first to receive this news.

clutched his phone

the strength to control his emotions. “I’ll be there

a black Maybach halted at the entrance of a state-of-the-art laboratory

anomalies in humans. Alexis had been entrusted here two weeks

the care here was measured in

by a blonde foreigner who handed him a small

“She is quite fortunate.

remain uncertain about her developmental trajectory. Nevertheless… She

the capsule against

it lay baby

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

fixed her gaze up at

a smile illuminated her cherubic face,

pressed a kiss against the capsule, whispering, “Alexis,

had elapsed and the

and Danna gracefully emerged from the airport, stepping onto

cool demeanor and swiftly removed his sunglasses. Passionately, he embraced Danna, their lips intertwining in a

spectator, found herself rendered utterly helpless

was merely nineteen years old! Rena couldn’t help but despise Zack, labeling him as an

three years, Zack had assumed leadership at the music studio, channeling his inherent talent, which he had inherited from Brandon, his own father. Under Zack’s guidance, the business had flourished and extended its influence to even Heron, attaining resounding

an unrelenting pursuit, Zack relentlessly pursued Danna

discovered this development, he unleashed a savage beating upon

Danna, Zack renounced his indulgence in alcohol

made the journey to be by her side every

to Eloise’s recurring leg injury, necessitating her treatment in

restaurants, her occasional piano performances added a

financially independent woman, she inevitably

heart remained untouched by these

floor of the soaring 68-story building, the CEO’s office

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

open the office door and

upon her boss, admiring his rugged

age of 33, Waylen had blossomed into a distinguished figure, the object of

his writing and retrieve the bag with intrigue. A subtle cough escaped Jazlyn’s

raised his eyes to meet Jazlyn’s and inquired in a detached tone, “She’s

stay in Duefron for a while

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

couldn’t help but feel the pangs of jealousy stirring within him. While the

knew that Zack went to Rouemn

years, Waylen had remained unable to visit Rouemn, immobilized by his commitment to

he found solace in gazing at Rena’s photographs. However, with Zack omnipresent in every frame,

boss’ undeniable 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 has it that the event

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