A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

A pang of sorrow tugged at Waylen’s heart.

He longed to whisk Rena, now 20, away, as if he could possess two versions of her.

One mature and refined.

The other youthful and naive.

The very notion was almost unbearable to contemplate. His head dipped, lips pressing against her forehead, a murmur escaping his lips. “We’ll be together, Rena. Trust me.”

Rena lifted her head gently from his embrace, sunlight streaming through the window and casting a warm glow upon her youthful countenance.

Her complexion was flawless, her brows elegantly arched, and her chestnut locks cascaded gracefully down her waist, framing her enticing figure.

Her eyes, deep and bright like those of a newborn animal, held a tremor as she spoke with a quivering voice.

“I trust you.”

For Rena, who now stood at 20, this relationship had been akin to an unexpected afternoon rainstorm.

She had initially resisted its downpour, yet upon her first step into this apartment, an inexplicable sense of familiarity had overtaken her, leading her to a complete surrender.

It felt as though fate itself had orchestrated Waylen’s appearance by her side, that day on campus merely a serendipitous convergence.

Rena had always been steadfast in following her emotions, unwavering in her desire to be with Waylen.

The gap in their social statuses, the potential disapproval of his parents—such considerations had been forgotten, cast aside in the fervor of her hastily formed connection with him.

In her fragility and vulnerability, a hint of grievance lingered, but Waylen’s silent presence assured her.

He yearned to lead her back to reality, though his lips remained sealed.

Enfolding her in his embrace, he unraveled his plans, weaving dreams of a future for them both. A music studio for Rena after graduation, nestled in Duefron’s most prestigious locale, and their marriage when she reached 24.

Then she would begin to give birth to their children.

As Waylen spoke, the woman in his arms grew increasingly drowsy, nestling against his neck with a glint of tears at the corner of her eye.

silly girl. Why did she cry?

A tender kiss graced her lips before he gently carried her in his arms and walked back to the bedroom.

The upcoming school anniversary loomed, a mere week away.

Waylen stood sentinel over Rena’s well-being, a protective shield around her. He ventured to the Gordon household in person, earnestly beseeching Darren for permission to have Rena under his care temporarily. Waylen took on the mantle of chauffeur, ensuring her safe passage to and from school.

Initially resistant, Darren’s resolve eventually wavered after an all-night session of chess with Waylen.

At the break of dawn, consent was granted.

With Eloise’s assistance, Rena’s belongings were swiftly assembled, and Waylen escorted her away.

Downstairs, he loaded Rena’s suitcase into the car’s trunk.

However, her demeanor spoke of unrest, her expression far from jubilant.

As he settled into the driver’s seat and secured his seatbelt, a casual question slipped from his lips.

“You’re not enthusiastic about living with me?”

An air of unease settled upon Rena.

Averted eyes and a brief silence later, she whispered softly, “Waylen, don’t misunderstand. I’m certain of my feelings for you. But I can’t ignore the sense of being controlled, of things moving too swiftly.”

A furrow formed between her brows as she continued, “I’m not keen on cohabiting.”

Waylen’s eyes were full of affection.

He was good-looking and she was really tempted, but she still had to say what she should say.

“Waylen, although you have talked about the future with me, who can tell what will happen in the future? What if one day you grow weary of me or find another girl more suited? Would you then want me to leave? I couldn’t bear that.”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Alongside her grievance, a genuine affection for him shone through.

Waylen’s touch was gentle as he caressed her delicate visage. With one hand, he retrieved a document from the front compartment of the car and placed it in Rena’s hand.

Bewildered, she glanced down to find a transfer contract.

The apartment and the piano belonged to her now, along with an astonishing sum: over 12@ billion dollars’ worth of movable and immovable assets held by Waylen had been transferred to her.

Stunned, Rena bit her tender lip and murmured, “This isn’t what I want.”

Waylen, sensing her fear, adopted a playful tone.

“Still anxious, are you? How about I give you ownership of my body too? Then you can be completely assured, right?”

His forehead gently met hers, his voice soft as he continued, “My body is immovable property, but in your hands, it might become personal property. This particular product isn‘t traded on the market. From now on, you’re the sole authorized user.”

Blushing and indignant, Rena thought him audacious

Taking her hand, Waylen urged her to sign the document.

Stubbornly, she gazed up at him.

With a tender touch to her head, Waylen reasoned, “Didn’t you say I can foresee the future? Rena, what’s wrong with giving all this to my future wife?”

He seemed to be right.

At twenty years old, Rena signed a contract in advance, entrusting herself to Waylen.

Their cohabitation was a thrilling adventure to her.

It was the same for Waylen.

Nights found them on the same bed, exchanging kisses and affectionate touches. Under Waylen’s guidance, Rena gradually discovered new realms of intimacy.

Afterward, Rena spent a long time in the bathroom, cleansing her hands

When she emerged, Waylen was already dressed.

Surprised, she inquired.

“Are you heading out at this hour’ As he fastened his belt, Waylen playfully pinched her chin. “Indeed, I have some matters to attend to. You should go to bed. What would you like to eat? I’ll bring it back for you.”

focusing on staying in

finished speaking, Waylen regarded her with a faint smile, his

her words might have carried a different implication. However, it wasn’t meant for his

The Duefron Film Theatre.

facilitated by Jazlyn had the theater’s entrance ajar,

he flicked

space suddenly illuminated, resembling daylight. The sound of his footsteps resonated through the spacious emptiness

very seat from which he had witnessed Rena being struck by the plummeting chandelier,

Waylen offered a

reopened, there was

a vigil held

call to the music

roused from sleep, his tone suddenly

of annoyance

Waylen proceeded directly to his

with various performances. I have a rather unconventional request. I’d like my

Nelson hesitated.

hint of amusement. “I’m prepared to donate 20 million dollars to

there was no hesitation from

“It’s merely a performance. No need

Waylen’s smile deepened.

the piano. I’LL also manage

Nelson readily agreed.

was a minor consideration. If Waylen desired, Rena’s name could adorn the entire venue. The offer wasn’t

concluded the call, Waylen

elongated his figure as he walked

*

remained absent

knowing she

the apartment door, he

entire house was filled with the fragrance

Rena bustled about, clad in an

bit like

into an embrace from behind, he whispered, “I didn’t come home last night. Why didn’t you call me? It’s not

responding, “Who’s going to plead

found the delicate curve of her

“I am.”

Lingering thoughts on his mind,

around his shoulders, cooperating as he guided her Afterward, a sense of fulfillment settled over him. In a

a soft refusal. “I can take a bus or a

Playfully patting her bottom, he questioned, “Do you feel sorry

confessing but didn’t

continued to cook, Waylen disappeared into the bathroom, appearing shortly after, freshly shaven in front of the mirror. His beard had been meticulously

his countenance remained as

endure hardship for Rena, he might

His palms turned clammy.

razor grazed his chin,

bathroom, Waylen seemed his

for a dark blue shirt and

this ensemble, he exuded

help but steal glances

consisted of Rena sharing her culinary creations with Waylen, who

once we’re married, I’ll be the one cooking

“So, for the next four years, I’ll be the

Waylen remained silent.

close, he sealed the

because he wouldn’t be with her over the next four years. Instead, he would be waiting for her in the future…

Rena, she

deep understanding of her. She felt at

breakfast, Waylen accompanied Rena

was quite

proceed further, yet their presence

at her lower Lip, she said unhappily, “It’s all your fault Saddened by her situation, Waylen offered

on his chin before

form, Waylen finally identified whom Alexis

Alexis took after him.

there was a striking resemblance

word that the original piano solo opportunity was designated for Aline. Eventually, the school selected Rena due to her background. Ensure Rena‘s protection around the

Rena crossed paths with

of the piano solo had traversed the music school, generating a

Aline seethed with resentment.

opportunity? Many celebrities in Duefron would be present in

was not willing to give up so easily. Seeing Rena’s composed demeanor, she sneered, “It’s not

such opportunities for self-presentation, Rena

with celebrities. Rena had no such desire, yet she wouldn’t willingly forgo an opportunity that had been granted to her by the

faint smile curved

reaction further

“You’re probably doing this for Vera, aren’t you? Rena, it’s not my fault.

Rena shook her head.

relationship despite her breakup

served only to escalate

his early fifties. He was not bad looking, but after all, he

She had no inhibitions.

opportunity, a trade she deemed worthwhile. Furthermore, rumors of Nelson’s indiscreet private life lent

was convinced her plan would

rectitude. “Aline, we once discussed dedicating ourselves to art. I won’t ask you to sacrifice your body for art’s sake. It’s

stood surprised, her

not sure where these false rumors originated, but I assure you, the school had

unconvinced. She persisted in her belief that Rena had stolen her opportunity. Exiting the principal’s office,

four black-clad bodyguards around her, which prevented anyone from

the library, her profile exuding an air

a keen sense to

but visibly innocent and inexperienced. Yet now, her bearing exuded the unmistakable feminine aura of someone cherished by a man. Could it be because of

distinguished and noble man stirred a

glanced up and

them, exacerbated by Vera, remained unresolved, causing Rena to intentionally ignore her and

approaching Rena, but the four vigilant

actions drew the attention of

Aline clenched her teeth and muttered, “Rena, let’s wait and see!”

resumed her reading,

Aline contacted Joseph,

had ended his relationship with Vera. He responded indignantly, “It is

“Let’s meet.” Joseph hesitated, eventually agreeing to

emerged from a shower, draped in