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.

”

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 the

absent, his

was Claribel who graced her presence

“Mr.

perpetually engrossed

Gordon, refrain from harboring excessive concerns,”

nodded, acknowledging Claribel’s words, her worries

Rena found herself unable to find

she implored Claribel to prepare an ample breakfast, fueled by her desire

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

an elaborate breakfast to further contribute to

collect Waylen’s garments and deliver

crept up her cheeks as an inexplicable embarrassment washed over her while she contemplated taking the

his usual attire, carefully packing them

headed

Waylen, Rena called Jazlyn upon her arrival,

already present in Waylen’s office, discreetly covered her phone and informed her boss, “Miss Gordon has

and a set of clothes

them at the front

”