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.

crimson stained Rena’s cheeks, her yearning for Waylen’s

to succumb to slumber, yet her rest was fragmented, disrupted by numerous awakenings

absent, his

was Claribel who graced her presence

“Mr.

perpetually engrossed

concerns,” Claribel

words, her worries

Rena found herself unable to

to prepare an ample breakfast, fueled by her desire to deliver it to

she witnessed the

prepared an elaborate breakfast to further

room, intending to collect Waylen’s garments and deliver them to the law office along with

washed over her while she contemplated taking the

of his usual

a taxi, she headed towards the Sterling Law

Jazlyn upon her arrival, explaining

discreetly covered her phone and informed her boss, “Miss

breakfast and a set of clothes for

leaving them at the

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