A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 981-990

Rena simply smiled, making her intentions clear.

Waylen stared at her for a few seconds, his emotions swirling within.

Then he turned around and left, his temper evident.

At seven o’clock in the evening, Rena was ready to head out.

Unexpectedly, Waylen suddenly swung open the bedroom door and fixed his gaze upon her.

She was donning a stunning golden dress with delicate shoulder straps.

No silk stockings adorned her legs, which were elegantly slender and straight.

Matching fur coat and heels of the same color as her dress elevated her appearance.

Tonight, Rena exuded an unparalleled radiance.

Waylen’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he said in a hoarse and low voice, “Let me drive you there.”

“No, thanks. Ross is waiting for me.”

“Are you sure you want to attend the party dressed like this? Rena, you have a husband.”

Rena lowered her eyes and let out a smile.

Husband? Did he genuinely consider her his wife?

In his eyes, she was nothing more than a skilled lover in bed or the perfect daughter-in-law for the Fowler family. Their relationship had nothing to do with love.

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked away.

As she entered the car, Ross couldn’t help but compliment, “Mrs. Fowler, you look stunning tonight.”

“I’m attending a party,” Rena replied absentmindedly.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Mellowny Club.

Rena opened the door to the small banquet hall and confirmed that Vera’s words were true.

Numerous old friends of theirs were present, creating an atmosphere suitable for relaxation and enjoyment.

In high spirits, Rena removed her coat and settled into a corner sofa, engaging in conversation with Vera.

Regardless of Rena’s low-key demeanor, all eyes were drawn to her.

They marveled at her social status.

Aside from that, they were also curious about her marriage with Waylen.

Vera, too, was aware of the situation with Mavis. She leaned closer to Rena and whispered, “What if we… you know, get rid of her?”

Amidst the luxurious lighting, Rena raised her goblet.

Then, she swirled the golden champagne inside of it.

After a moment, she flicked her long brown hair and replied with a smile, “Let’s wait for her to be released from the hospital.”

In that moment, the atmosphere felt electric…

Vera was whisked away to the bathroom by Roscoe for an intimate moment, leaving Rena alone to bask in the ambiance.

“Rena!” a voice called out.

Aslender figure appeared before Rena, and his voice sounded familiar.

Rena lifted her head and saw Harold standing there.

It had been a long time since they last saw each other…

Harold tilted his chin slightly and inquired, “Can I sit here?” ©

The past had faded away, and Rena remained composed. “Of course.”

Harold respected the boundaries between them.

They had known each other for so many years, experiencing love and pain. Today, they could still sit together calmly and share a drink, which made him contemplate a new possibility.

“Rena, how have you been?”

Rena chuckled softly. “Im doing well. And what about you? Are you married?”

Harold extended his hand, but there was no ring on his finger.

Rena didn’t comment on it.

In a hoarse voice, Harold continued, “I’ve been away on business in the north recently. When I returned, I heard that you… you haven’t been doing so great. Rena, we’re not young anymore, and I won’t beat around the bush. I admit I’ve had many women around me over the years, but in the end, I only ever liked you.”

He deeply regretted it.

He regretted losing the girl who loved him and stood by him during tough times.

All these years, he lived a life without much introspection.

Meanwhile, Rena struggled in her marriage.

Harold implored Vera to give him a chance to see Rena. He said candidly, “Waylen has lost his memory, hasn’t he? He’s forgotten that he loves you.”

Rena didn’t say anything.

“Rena, if it’s too difficult for you, why don’t you consider me? I’m willing to take Alexis and Marcus as my own.”

Harold’s eyes bore into Rena…

Still leaning against the back of the sofa, Rena gently swirled the contents of her goblet.

After a moment, she smiled and replied, “Harold, are you unable to father children or something? Is that why you’re so eager to take other people’s kids? If you can’t have children, visit a fertility clinic or better, a brain specialist.”

relationship was over, and there was no

felt bored. She grabbed her handbag, ready to

Harold reached out

was delicate,

his hand and uttered,

wore a

stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful

a photo of her in his

at the table in the middle of the night,

the best relationship

interest in revisiting their

called Vera, who was probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled slightly. “You’re leaving? Wait…

a mix of anger

stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she

help her retrieve it.

a long leg stepped out of

but

the neon lights, he looked

a bit tipsy, and after a moment, she

and placed it on her

coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was

close, pressing his lips against her ear, and said unwillingly, “Mrs. Fowler, you’re having

none of your business. Let go of

“No.”

argument, a man

It was Harold.

hand, he held Rena’s fur coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a

body stiffened

having a fight with Waylen, for their reputation’s sake, she never wanted to make

Waylen was furious.

held his wife and glared at Harold with

a bold

the side, opened the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then he

out to take

and the two men engaged in a subtle tug-of-war.

sneered, “Mr. Moore, you’re single now. If you feel lonely, why don’t

here because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously,

“Being her driver is still better than you

took a slow drag of his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right.

to pursue her starting tomorrow. Maybe one day, she’ll be moved by

frustrations while speaking

knew Rena could never accept

didn’t want to

Rena’s coat onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, but he

Harold were once together, but

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at a

chest and asked softly,

Waylen remained silent.

particularly stern in

of that cold and aloof lawyer when they first

the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since they rarely stayed here now,

seatbelt and went around

Rena resisted and struggled.

his arms, paying no

lights, and soon the villa was bathed in a

tossed Rena

she tried to escape, he firmly held her hands

was exuding an

her anger, her ample bosom heaved, making her even more

With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving,

overwhelmed by his wild and

didn’t want

her head, attempting

touch me!” Rena cried

and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple. Why can’t I

long time, Rena lost her

sink into the soft bed and murmured, “Because you

taken aback by her harsh words, which

gazed at the

said he made

once…

trembled, her nose turning

me, you would have understood how deeply Elvira

Our daughter almost died because of

did you do? You took care of her sister when you were supposed to be with your

She was

Waylen released his grip

slowly retreated, sitting

he considered lighting a

her for along time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die

was only one

to

the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the past Waylen’ in my

you can never

don’t deserve anything

be honest, I hate you for occupying and sharing his

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

but she spewed such maddening words

leaned over and gently traced her body from top to bottom, finally resting his fingertips on her abdomen where their babies had once lived. He sneered, “You didn’t disdain the days we had sex but also indulged in love… Rena, Mrs. Fowler, Are you

emotions were in

and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a

He pressed his lips against hers, his

body doesn’t

knew

moment, Rena’s phone

calling, asking in a sweet voice, “Mommy, when will you and daddy come

strand of

bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will be

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