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

a meal. I will request Jazlyn to deliver the divorce papers there

freeing

graced her lips as she responded, “It

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

gaze pleaded earnestly,

Finally, Rena relented.

vehicle, Rena watched as Waylen dialed Jazlyn, instructing her on his request. Evidently, Jazlyn had anticipated this arrangement well in advance, for

an hour later, Waylen steered the car

remained unchanged, a replica of

drapes, the piano and the azure vases persisted, mirroring the past. Waylen even retrieved the injured Snowball from

Snowball darted toward her,

touch gentle

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

subtle nod, a gesture

to dine with him while clad in hospital attire. Seeking a more appropriate attire, she ventured

the meal,

the delectable cuisine, two divorce agreements lay

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

utmost tenderness, he served her, ensuring she

modest amount, Rena delicately placed her fork down. “Waylen,

knife and fork

a brief pause, he responded, “I have yet

impatience. However desolate she might have felt, she understood the

reclaimed her

She yearned for solitude…

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

couldn’t bring herself

whispered softly and serenely, “Accept it. Do not burden yourself

eyes glistened

She signed…

Pausing momentarily, he inquired

Rena remained silent.

fleeting moment, he

her

It was all over.

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

seated at

offer her a ride, yet feared the

reminding himself that this was for the best. Finally, he averted his gaze, his voice tinged with hoarseness.

lowered her head,

It was truly over…

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

Rena faltered momentarily.

brushed against the cold metal doorknob. She then clenched her teeth

sun shone

he had personally come

gaze

“What? You have no desire to linger with that scoundrel,

“No.”

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

it holds no significance to you, then move

Rena’s heart raced.

pondered what Waylen’s intentions could

consumed her thoughts as she pondered why he chose to

resolved to cease dwelling

time to release her worries

found himself alone within the confines of

emptiness pervaded

Profound loneliness engulfed him.

Rena’s impending journey abroad, with Mark’s assistance in securing a

her return? Would there be another

oblivious to

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

before the piano, he summoned the melodies of the Moonlight

a symphony that seemed to

I believed you should be the first to receive this

his

bobbed incessantly, until he mustered the strength to control his emotions. “I’ll be

hour later, a black Maybach halted at the entrance

in humans. Alexis

of the care

pushed open the glass door, greeted by a blonde foreigner

“She is quite fortunate.

challenges, as we remain uncertain about her developmental trajectory. Nevertheless… She must remain

the capsule

it lay baby

with an extraordinary radiance and

her gaze up

her cherubic

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

years had elapsed and the fateful

Danna gracefully emerged from the airport, stepping onto the bustling exit with

that very moment, Zack, with his lanky frame, shook off his cool demeanor and swiftly removed his sunglasses. Passionately, he embraced

spectator, found

Rena couldn’t help but

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

pursuit, Zack relentlessly pursued

Tyrone discovered this development, he unleashed a

embarking on a relationship with Danna, Zack renounced his indulgence in alcohol

Zack faithfully made the journey to be

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

in some French restaurants, her occasional piano

and financially independent woman, she inevitably attracted

her heart remained untouched by these

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

himself in reviewing documents, his captivating features further enhanced

open

gaze fixated upon her boss, admiring

Waylen had blossomed into a distinguished figure,

kraft 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 escaped Jazlyn’s lips as she broke the

visibly taken aback, raised his eyes to meet Jazlyn’s and inquired

stay

his inquiries, his focus now shifting to the contents

him. While the pair appeared just like friends in the pictures, it was still enough to kindle the flames

knew that Zack went to

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

Rena’s photographs. However, with Zack omnipresent in every

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

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