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.”

hungry. I’m focusing on

finished speaking, Waylen regarded her with a faint smile,

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

The Duefron Film Theatre.

had the theater’s entrance

within, he flicked on the lights, banishing the

footsteps resonated through the spacious emptiness as Waylen made his way

which he had witnessed Rena being struck

closed eyes and joined palms, Waylen offered a

there was ruthlessness

seated, a vigil

broke, Waylen placed a call to the music school’s principal.

roused from sleep, his tone suddenly

a pang of annoyance echoed within

proceeded directly

have a rather unconventional

Nelson hesitated.

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

there was no hesitation from

was swift. “It’s merely a

Waylen’s smile deepened.

play the piano.

Nelson readily agreed.

was a minor consideration. If Waylen desired, Rena’s name could adorn the entire venue. The offer wasn’t solely about the 20 million dollars. Nelson recognized the

concluded the call, Waylen

his figure as

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absent throughout the

had anticipated Rena’s displeasure, knowing she

door, he was met with a

house was filled with the

kitchen, Rena bustled about, clad in an oversized T-shirt and a delicate Light pink

bit like

her into an embrace from behind, he whispered, “I didn’t come home last night. Why didn’t you call me? It’s not good to indulge a man like this. Rena, as Mrs. Fowler-to-be, your first lesson should

going to plead for that kind

curve of her

“I am.”

his mind,

still inexperienced, she willingly wrapped her arms around his shoulders, cooperating as he guided her Afterward, a sense of fulfillment settled over him.

offered a soft refusal. “I can take a

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

but didn’t

she continued to cook, Waylen disappeared into the bathroom, appearing shortly after, freshly

the reflection, his countenance remained as

realized he had been overlooking a critical issue. If he didn’t endure hardship for Rena,

His palms turned clammy.

his chin, a thin

bathroom, Waylen seemed

exchanged his appearance for a dark blue shirt and iron

ensemble, he exuded

couldn’t help but steal glances

Rena sharing her culinary creations with Waylen,

married, I’ll be the one cooking

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

Waylen remained silent.

the

would be waiting for her in the future… At that time, Rena would already be a

she reveled in

possessed a deep understanding of her. She felt at ease in

Waylen accompanied Rena to

was quite

gates, Rena refused to proceed further, yet their

fault Saddened

bestowed a kiss on his chin before stepping out of

retreating form, Waylen finally

Alexis took after him.

there was a striking

that the original piano solo opportunity was designated for Aline. Eventually, the

crossed paths

traversed the music school,

Aline seethed with resentment.

had got so much, why did Rena snatch her opportunity? Many celebrities in

Rena’s composed demeanor, she sneered, “It’s not

for

lay in establishing connections with celebrities. Rena had no such desire, yet she

faint smile

further stung

Vera, aren’t you? Rena, it’s not my

Rena shook her head.

secure an excellent relationship despite her breakup with

served only

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

She had no inhibitions.

to Nelson would secure a prime opportunity, a trade she deemed worthwhile. Furthermore,

convinced her plan

ask you to sacrifice your body for art’s sake. It’s a spiritual

surprised, her

false rumors originated, but I assure you, the school had never considered offering you the piano

Aline remained unconvinced. She persisted in her belief that Rena had stolen her opportunity. Exiting the principal’s office, Aline confronted Rena, who sat reading

around her, which

sat in the library, her profile exuding an air of graceful elegance that

been intimate with other men before, Aline possessed a keen sense to discern the distinct

Rena had been beautiful but visibly innocent and inexperienced. Yet now, her bearing exuded the unmistakable feminine aura of someone cherished

of the distinguished and noble man stirred a bitter envy within

up and caught

between them, exacerbated by Vera, remained unresolved, causing Rena to intentionally

Rena, but the four vigilant bodyguards promptly intervened, obstructing her

actions drew the attention

Aline clenched her teeth and muttered, “Rena, let’s wait and see!” With those words, she turned on

resumed her

Joseph,

ended his relationship with Vera. He responded indignantly, “It is none

and adopted a seductive smile. “Let’s meet.” Joseph hesitated, eventually agreeing to rendezvous at

following two encounters, Joseph emerged from a shower, draped in a bathrobe, and sat anxiously on the