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

her intently, he proposed, “Let us revisit our former abode for a meal. I will request Jazlyn to deliver

in freeing

graced her lips as she responded, “It

her hand firmly and pleaded, “It’s just a meal, nothing more. I will sign the

earnestly,

Finally, Rena relented.

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

steered the car toward the

remained unchanged, a replica

the injured Snowball from

Snowball darted toward her,

reached out, her touch gentle

a hushed tone, “If you wish, you

a subtle nod,

attire. Seeking a more appropriate attire, she ventured to the coat closet, selecting a dress and adorning herself with light

the meal, silence enveloped

two divorce

his voice a mere whisper, “We shall peruse them

tenderness, he served her, ensuring she indulged in

placed her fork down.

the knife and fork

responded, “I have yet to satiate

might have felt,

reclaimed

She yearned for solitude…

real estate, stock funds, and cash, the sum total

couldn’t bring

and serenely, “Accept it. Do not burden yourself excessively with work in

glistened

She signed…

in Waylen’s eyes. Pausing momentarily, he inquired

Rena remained silent.

moment, he

would not divulge her plans now that they

It was all over.

feet, Rena beckoned Snowball, fastening its

seated at

ride, yet feared the pain of

upon her composed countenance, reminding himself that this was for the best. Finally, he

her head, muttering an

It was truly over…

grasped the doorknob with trembling. fingers, Waylen unexpectedly declared, “Rena,

Rena faltered momentarily.

the cold metal doorknob. She then clenched her

sun

he

gaze fixed upon the passing scenery outside the

You have no desire to linger with

“No.”

scoundrel announced to withdraw from the legal profession today,

no significance to you, then

Rena’s heart raced.

pondered what Waylen’s intentions could possibly

he chose to abandon his legal career on the very day of

to cease

time to release her worries about him, for

Rena’s departure, Waylen found himself alone

emptiness pervaded the

Profound loneliness engulfed him.

assistance in securing a three-year visa to Rouemn, he

her return? Would there be

oblivious to such

Even though his heart yearned for her and sorrow clung to him, he willingly watched her depart and relinquished

summoned the melodies

danced beneath his fingertips, a symphony

Fowler, your daughter has opened her eyes, I believed you should be the first

clutched his

until he mustered the strength to control his emotions.

later, a black Maybach halted at

to combat genetic anomalies in humans. Alexis had been entrusted here two weeks prior. Naturally, the treatment came at

of the care here was measured in

door, greeted by a blonde foreigner

“She is quite fortunate.

percent. But Mr. Fowler… Nurturing this child presents challenges, as we remain uncertain about her

capsule against

it lay baby

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

fixed her gaze up

cherubic face, her toothless

were assuaged. He pressed a kiss against the capsule, whispering, “Alexis, I am…

and the fateful moment had

airport, stepping onto the bustling exit with a sense of

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

blush instantly painted Danna’s cheeks, while Rena, a mere spectator, found herself rendered utterly helpless by the scene unfolding

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

studio, channeling his inherent talent, which he had inherited from Brandon,

an unrelenting pursuit, Zack relentlessly pursued Danna

discovered this development, he unleashed a savage beating

with Danna, Zack renounced his indulgence in alcohol and ceased his frequent visits to bars and clubs,

made the journey

Duefron primarily due to Eloise’s recurring leg injury, necessitating her treatment in the

French restaurants, her occasional piano performances added a touch

stunningly beautiful, and financially

remained untouched

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

in reviewing documents, his captivating features further

quietly pushed open

fixated upon her boss,

into a distinguished figure, the object

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

to meet Jazlyn’s and inquired

might stay in Duefron for a while to assist seeking treatment

focus now shifting to the contents of the kraft

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

went to Rouemn

to visit Rouemn, immobilized by his commitment to Alexis, and

at Rena’s photographs. However, with

the desk and whispered, “It’s an invitation to Mr. and Mrs. Figueroa’s grand fourth wedding

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