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

her rest was fragmented, disrupted by numerous awakenings throughout

absent, his

it was Claribel who graced

“Mr.

perpetually engrossed in

from harboring excessive concerns,” Claribel offered

nodded, acknowledging Claribel’s words, her worries momentarily

night, Rena found herself unable to find solace within the confines

ample breakfast, fueled by her

delight as she witnessed the thriving bond between Rena

prepared an elaborate breakfast to further contribute

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

cheeks as an inexplicable embarrassment washed over

a set of his usual

taxi, she headed towards the Sterling

Jazlyn upon

her phone and informed her

breakfast and a set

them at

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