A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1091-1100
He wanted to set her free but he couldn’t let go.
In the end, he resorted to this cunning approach to lure her back to him.
In the early hours of the morning, Rena stirred from her slumber, the remnants of a dream lingering within her.
In the realm of her dream, Waylen had uttered tenderly, “Rena, I’ve returned.”
Startled from her reverie, Rena sat upright, reaching up to touch her face, a trickle of chilly tears adorning the corners of her eyes.
By the bedroom entrance, Waylen held a tray of breakfast. Witnessing Rena’s tears, he asked hoarsely, “What troubles you, my dear?”
Approaching her side, he gently placed the tray on the bedside table, caressing her forehead and reassured, “It’s not that warm anymore.”
Rena gazed intently at him, her nose slightly flushed.
Her pitiful countenance concerned Waylen, and he murmured, “Please don’t look at me like that; you know I have no control of myself whenever you look at me like that.”
Trembling lips kept Rena from mustering the courage to voice her query.
Gradually, she regained composure and inquired, “Why have you come here?”
Waylen positioned a pillow behind her waist and tried to feed her some broth, but she declined and took the spoon to eat by herself, only realizing after two spoonfuls that she realized she had forgotten to brush her teeth.
Her inadvertence struck him as adorable, prompting Waylen to pinch her cheek tenderly.
“Consider this a special case; I can afford to be lenient with you,” he remarked.
Rena shook her head and pushed the tray away, admitting, “I have no appetite.”
Yet, she still yearned to ask why he was here.
Leaning in close, Waylen’s striking face nearly touching hers, their breaths intertwined as he gazed into her eyes, asking gently, “Is divorce truly the solution? You’re unwell and you’re struggling to face it alone.”
An urge to withdraw surged within Rena but Waylen’s arm wrapped around her slender waist, holding her in place.
He caressed her softly, devoid of any carnal intentions; he merely sought her presence.
Though Waylen’s charm and tenderness were difficult for Rena to resist, she remained steadfast. “I can find someone else to take care of me,’ she insisted.
“Like who? Hector? Or that toy boy named Shelton? … Rena, do they truly compare to me in your heart? If they were better, why did you turn them both down?” Waylen inquired, exerting pressure on her, causing her breath to waver.
The unsettling sensation of nausea returned and Waylen noticed her distress. Loosening his grip, he handed her some water and medicine.
‘Sweat beads formed on Rena’s forehead as she recalled her appointment with a client later in the day to survey a piece of land.
Waylen urged her gently, “Prioritize your recovery. I’ll go in your stead.”
Taken aback, Rena remained speechless as a knock resounded at the door, revealing Hector’s voice on the other side.
Waylen and Rena locked eyes, a silent exchange passing between them.
Eventually, Waylen rose from his seat and headed towards the door, prompting Rena’s cautionary plea, “Please don’t open the door…”
He responded with a disdainful snort. “Do you find me disgraceful?” Despite her words, Waylen proceeded to open the door.
Sure enough, Hector stood outside, holding breakfast in hand.
When Hector met Waylen, the atmosphere was a little awkward, but Hector immediately smiled and asked, “Is Ms. Gordon feeling better?”
“Her fever has subsided but she still needs ample rest,” Waylen responded.
He then stepped back, allowing Hector to enter the room.
Hector nodded, placing the breakfast on a nearby surface but his gaze darkened when he noticed the other tray on the bedside table.
Throughout, Hector understood that his chances were slim. Rena had indirectly turned him down numerous times, and what’s more, it was Waylen who had given him an opportunity years back by hiring him. He owed his current position to Waylen.
Hector couldn’t bear to resort to treachery and steal his wife.
Subsequently, Hector and Waylen discussed the matter of the land.
In the bedroom, Rena listened to their conversation…
Gradually, she drifted into slumber, but her last conscious thought was the sensation of having someone to rely on, akin to the moment she risked everything to confront Elvira with acar.
Fear gripped her then, yet comforting hands reached out, assuring, “Rena, don’t be afraid.”
All along, it was Waylen who provided her with that sense of security.
It made Rena want to embrace this feeling wholeheartedly…
*
Rena spent an entire day resting in the hotel.
As night descended, the sky adorned itself with fiery clouds, a spectacular display of red hues resembling flames.
After taking a soothing shower, Rena felt much more at ease.
Waylen gently tapped the room key card and entered with some takeout boxes. Observing her standing with her back to him, he asked softly, “Are you feeling better?”
Rena turned around, her gaze quiet and contemplative.
She had been by his side for over half a year since he lost his memory.
She believed she knew him well but now she found herself somewhat perplexed about his thoughts… What was Waylen truly thinking? Was he merely ingratiating himself with her to eventually remarry her?
And…
Could last night’s events have been a mere dream?
Sensing her inner turmoil, Waylen smiled reassuringly and said, “You are the mother of my two children. For now, I have no intention of marrying anyone else. Is it so strange… that I’m kind to you?”
Rena made her way to the table and took a seat.
Her appetite had returned; she was a little hungry…
As Waylen set out the food, he couldn’t help teasing, “You’re incredibly obedient when you’re hungry. Will you completely ignore me once you’re satisfied?”
Rena was amused by his remark, especially considering she was just savoring her meal.
Her eyes narrowed as she shot him a penetrating glare.
after inspecting the land earlier that day. His keen eye and persuasive words held
the current owner still has some unresolved matters with the land. My suggestion is, if the price
closely aligned with
nodded, acknowledging
meek and compliant, Waylen couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her chestnut hair gently, remarking, “You’re quite
ran down Rena’s
but Waylen appeared entirely composed, as
further. Instead, he booked a
Hector would be working overtime in
the dead of night, Rena found herself sprawled across the soft
couldn’t comprehend
day, unable to resist, she knocked on Waylen’s bedroom door. She
The door swung open.
stood Waylen, expressionless
only a bath towel was
hair, cascading along the sharp contours of his face, eventually vanishing into the bath towel just
Rena’s throat tightened.
nonchalantly, “Aren’t
he spoke casually, he stepped
pressed against
cigarette case at the end of the bed,
spiraled upwards, he inquired lightly, “Is there something you want
a moment before asking softly,
and
Her heart raced.
some of his
ask him what he remembered but the words remained trapped within her. It felt as though he was pursuing her,
to manipulate emotions
observed her as he
gentle whisper, “Let’s
lips quivered with
longing, “I desire you deeply but I understand your apprehension. I’ll treat you right and with utmost care. Let’s proceed
her eyes,
Waylen embraced her gently.
hair as he whispered softly, “I apologize, Rena.
but, throughout, she
if they were destined to be intertwined for the rest of
Eventually, nothing more occurred.
any further intimate actions, merely holding each other for a fleeting moment. After a while, Rena’s voice, somewhat nasal from suppressed tears, broke the silence. “I’ll go
the door for
she stepped out, he caught her wrist
welled up with
ring adorning her finger—a true piece of art he had placed on her during their time in
“Rena, don’t reject me any
of
want to keep her, but beyond the desire to preserve their marriage, the physical longing he harbored for her, and the unexplained possessiveness, there was
when he touched the
inadvertent shyness ignited a mixture of admiration and jealousy
an hour later, they departed from the
of Waylen and Rena’s connection, he thoughtfully arranged for two young and beautiful girls to accompany
girls, rumored to be art school students, possessed
flow, found himself unable to decline and allowed
arm around Rena’s shoulder, speaking with a reserved air. “Mr. Kent, it’s not that I’m opposed to relaxing. It’s just that she keeps a close watch on me, and she is clingy even
client, Mr. Kent, appeared momentarily
effort to apologize, he downed
at a loss for words, so she offered
negotiation took place over the wine-laden table, surprising Rena. She had always
he also excelled at
meager, and he needed support to return to the hotel halfway
of the dinner, Waylen
into the car and Rena sat beside him, feeling a twinge of
Waylen was drunk.
incapacitated. He extended his hand and patted
south. Especially with real estate developers; if they don’t get
to look at
lit, his flushed face still exuded an alluring
voice, Rena inquired, “Why are you
profound silence enveloped the
I stand idly by while you’re trying
Waylen was affectionate.
and replied, “Don’t talk
the car, the faint aroma of wine filled
touched the diamond ring on her finger and murmured,
couldn’t find the words to
head, gazing at her with gentle
was compliant, she seemed
in a hoarse voice, “Now I’m half of your Waylen,
Half of her Waylen…
to say something like
head on her shoulder. “Rena, I don’t
indeed attracted to
shake the feeling that something was not quite
the past, and
her long brown hair, tilting his head, and kissed her. His lips and tongue were warm from the mellow red wine, mixed with the unique
and the subtle sound of kissing
held his
a passionate moment, Waylen let go of her
tenderly, he
Rena trembled uncontrollably.
chest became
She cried…
her Waylen had
She missed him terribly.
Don’t cry, Rena. I’ll slowly
out her hand and thumped him hard a few
emotions swirled inside her like a storm. She couldn’t resist Waylen’s
hearts heavy with the weight
of shame crept over them. They hadn’t been a couple for a long time, and now
tapped her room key card, she
her back,
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