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.”

was over, and there

mood was ruined, and she felt bored. She grabbed her handbag,

Harold reached out and grabbed

delicate, her skin

hand and uttered, “I

wore a bitter

Rena, but she stopped trusting him long ago. Gazing at her beautiful face, he said with bitterness, “Rena,

photo of her in his

a snapshot of Rena waiting for him at the table in the middle of the night, with steaming food set before

relationship

interest in revisiting their past

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

felt a mix of

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

was about to ask Ross to help her retrieve it. She really didn’t want to go back inside

long leg stepped out of a black

Ross, but

lights, he

after a moment, she asked coldly, “Why are you

took off his coat and placed it

in his coat. It

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

of your business. Let

“No.”

argument, a man emerged

It was Harold.

hugging, he smiled faintly and said in a gentle

stiffened upon

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

Waylen was furious.

held his wife and glared at Harold

took a bold step

and pushed Rena inside. Then he sneered at Harold.

out to take

to it, and the two men engaged in a subtle

single now. If you feel lonely, why don’t you go on more blind

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

is still better than

his cigarette, glancing at Waylen. “You’re right. I’m not

Maybe one day, she’ll be

frustrations while

Harold knew Rena could never

didn’t want to argue

onto the

so many memories. He knew Rena and Harold were once together, but what was the extent of their

Did they kiss?

Did they… make love?

at

sensed something was amiss. She covered her chest and asked

Waylen remained silent.

face looked particularly stern in the darkness

much of that cold and aloof lawyer when

and Rena once lived. Since

seatbelt and went around to pull Rena out

Rena resisted and struggled.

lifted her up in his arms, paying no heed to her

switched on the lights, and soon the villa was bathed in a bright

he tossed Rena onto the

soft body bounced gently on the plush mattress. As she tried to

exuding an

her ample bosom heaved, making her

possessiveness had ignited Waylen’s uncontrollable lust. With one hand holding hers to prevent her from moving,

overwhelmed by his wild and passionate

want this with

her head, attempting to break

don’t touch me!” Rena

himself off Rena, his breath heavy and his eyes filled with confusion. “We are a couple. Why can’t

long time, Rena lost her

sink into the soft bed and murmured,

her harsh words, which went beyond his

gazed at the woman

said he made her

once…

turning red, but she

would have understood

died

did you do? You took care of her sister when you were supposed to be with your family! You left your entire family behind and went to look after

She was completely infatuated with you and would die

to her accusations, Waylen

slowly retreated, sitting on

considered lighting

said, she can die for me. What about

on the bed, there was only one thought circling in

to hurt

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

you can never hold a candle to the past

even deserve that apartment. You don’t deserve anything that I’ve experienced with

be honest, I hate

Waylen froze.

infuriated by

but she spewed such maddening words

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 a bit of a

emotions were

handsome face, and retorted, “Ves, having sex with you was ‘once a good experience. But I don’t want to experience

pressed his lips against hers, his face contorted with an awful

doesn’t say

anger knew no

that moment, Rena’s

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

a strand of

tone was a bit broken in gentleness. “Mommy will be