A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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

and she felt bored. She grabbed her handbag,

out and grabbed

was delicate,

uttered, “I shouldn’t have said anything

wore a

she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena, you’ve changed

kept a photo of her in his phone

the table in the middle of the night, with steaming food set

was the best relationship he

no interest in revisiting their past

probably busy with Roscoe. Vera’s voice trembled

felt a mix of anger

stepped out of the club, Rena realized that she had left

touched her tender arm and was about to ask Ross to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t want

a long leg stepped out of a

but

the neon lights, he looked regal and

was feeling a bit tipsy, and after a

and placed

herself firmly wrapped in his coat. It smelled of rosin, and she was engulfed in the warmth

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

none of your business. Let go of

“No.”

continued their little argument, a man emerged from

It was Harold.

held Rena’s fur coat. Seeing the couple hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a gentle and indulgent tone, “Rena,

stiffened upon hearing

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

Waylen was furious.

glared

a bold

to the side, opened the car door, and pushed Rena inside. Then he sneered at Harold.

out to

on to it, and the two men engaged

feel lonely,

smiled, lighting a cigarette as he replied, “Rena is married. Isn’t she here because she’s lonely too? Waylen… If she takes you seriously,

still better than you lusting after someone else’s

his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right.

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

frustrations while speaking the

Harold knew Rena could never

didn’t want

onto the back seat. Tonight’s events bothered him, but he didn’t

Rena and Harold were once together, but what was the

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

drove at a high

sensed something was amiss. She covered her chest and

Waylen remained silent.

looked particularly stern in the darkness of the

that cold and aloof lawyer when

at the villa where Waylen and Rena once lived. Since they rarely stayed here now, all the servants had gone on vacation. The grand villa stood

around to pull

Rena resisted and struggled.

his arms, paying no heed to her limbs

and soon the

Rena onto the

body bounced gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to escape, he firmly held

she was exuding an irresistible

anger, her ample bosom heaved, making her even

hers to prevent her from moving, he used

overwhelmed by his wild and

didn’t want this

shook her head, attempting to break

me!”

lifted himself off Rena, his breath heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are

for a long time,

soft bed

was taken aback by her harsh words, which went beyond his

gazed at the

said he made her

once… love

her nose turning red, but she

me, you would have understood how

daughter almost died because

You took care of her sister when you were supposed to be with your family! You left your entire family

You are truly captivating. She was completely

to her accusations, Waylen released

slowly retreated, sitting

considered lighting a

at her for along time and asked, “What about you? As you said, she can die for me. What about you, Rena? What position do I hold in

the bed, there was only one thought circling

was to hurt

replied, “Haven’t you always wanted to know the difference between ‘you’ and ‘the

can never hold a candle to the past

even deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve anything

I hate you for occupying and sharing his

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

his bed, but

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

were in

retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a good experience. But

against hers, his face contorted with an

body doesn’t say

knew

that moment,

a sweet voice, “Mommy,

a strand of

was a bit broken in gentleness.