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.

cheeks,

her rest was fragmented, disrupted

absent, his return indefinitely

was Claribel who graced her

“Mr.

perpetually engrossed in his

excessive concerns,”

Claribel’s words, her worries

Waylen’s absence the previous night, Rena found herself unable to find solace within

implored Claribel to prepare an ample

delight as she witnessed the thriving

opportunity, she prepared an elaborate

garments and deliver them to the law office along with the

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

a set of his usual attire, carefully

a taxi, she headed

Jazlyn upon

covered her phone and informed her boss, “Miss Gordon has

and a

at the front

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