A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 112

Yearning for his presence, Rena inquired, “Won’t you return for dinner?”

“No, I won’t,” Waylen responded curtly.

On the verge of hanging up, he added, “I may only return to change my clothes during the next few days.

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A sudden wave of guilt washed over Rena as she reflected on her extravagant spending earlier that day.

Engulfed in a whirlwind of busyness, Waylen abruptly terminated the call, leaving Rena to absorb the fleeting connection.

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Resignedly, Rena stowed away her phone, her gaze fixated upon the hanging shirt, a poignant stillness enveloping her.

The initial elation she had experienced had dissipated, replaced by a somber atmosphere.

Dinner unfolded in solitude, Rena’s solitary presence filling the space.

As she lay upon the bed, a sense of unfamiliarity washed over her.

Typically, Waylen would cradle her in his arms, engaging in tender interactions that now seemed distant.

stained Rena’s cheeks, her

willpower, Rena endeavored to succumb to slumber, yet her rest was fragmented, disrupted by numerous awakenings throughout

remained absent, his

graced her presence in the

“Mr.

is perpetually engrossed in his

refrain from harboring excessive concerns,” Claribel offered in a

acknowledging Claribel’s words, her worries

the previous night, Rena found herself unable

an ample breakfast,

face lit up with delight as she witnessed the thriving bond between

elaborate breakfast to further contribute

intending to collect Waylen’s garments and deliver

of a sudden, a blush crept up her cheeks as an inexplicable embarrassment washed over her while she contemplated taking

of his usual

a taxi, she headed

Jazlyn upon her arrival, explaining her purpose for

already present in Waylen’s office, discreetly covered her phone

and a set of

at

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