A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 53

Retreating to her room, Rena indulged in a refreshing shower before sinking into her bed.

Sleep eluded her, consumed by ceaseless contemplation.

Eloise’s demeanor lingered in her thoughts, hinting at an acceptance of Darren’s impending two-year imprisonment.

Rena’s heart bore a tinge of melancholy.

Vengeance against Harold had danced through her mind but she harbored the sober realization that she wielded no power over him right now.

Moreover, she had a duty to tend to Eloise, a soul unacquainted with the trials of life.

Rena tossed and turned, trapped in the clutches of sleeplessness.

At the stroke of four in the morning, her phone erupted in an unexpected ring.

Initially assuming it to be a spam message, she contemplated deleting it but her senses froze when she laid eyes upon the screen.

It was a message from Waylen.

still awake?” the

photograph, seemingly captured from the

of Duefron’s liveliest street, accentuated by a delicate

at the photograph for an extended duration, lost in

her phone, torn

end, she refrained from immediately responding to his message, opting instead to compose a reply half

“Apologies, Mr.

Fowler.

just moments ago,”

Rena’s response, Waylen’s countenance bloomed with a smile, cradling a

with a

reply, he simply savored a sip of the crimson nectar held within

appearance, yet intermittently sent Rena a photograph or a few

abstained from reciprocating his

unspoken understanding of their deep

en route to work, Rena’s path was interrupted by a

Join &

brief moment of hesitation, she answered

“Mr.