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.

sudden surge of crimson stained Rena’s cheeks, her

slumber, yet her rest was fragmented,

absent, his

was Claribel who graced

“Mr.

is perpetually engrossed in his

Gordon, refrain from harboring excessive concerns,” Claribel offered in

nodded, acknowledging Claribel’s words,

the previous night, Rena found herself unable to find

to prepare an ample breakfast, fueled by

as she

she prepared an elaborate breakfast to further contribute to their

Waylen’s garments and deliver them to

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

his usual attire, carefully packing them into

taxi, she headed towards the Sterling

Waylen, Rena called Jazlyn upon her arrival, explaining her purpose for

Waylen’s office, discreetly covered her phone

and a set of

mentioned leaving them at the front desk for

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