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.

Rena’s cheeks, her yearning for Waylen’s embrace unanticipated and

slumber, yet her rest was fragmented, disrupted by numerous

remained absent, his return indefinitely

who graced her presence in

“Mr.

engrossed

excessive concerns,” Claribel offered

nodded, acknowledging Claribel’s words,

unable to find solace within the confines of

ample breakfast, fueled by her

face lit up with delight as she witnessed the

an elaborate breakfast to further contribute to their

and deliver them to the law office along

sudden, a blush crept up her cheeks as an inexplicable embarrassment washed over her

a set of his usual attire, carefully packing them into a

she headed towards the

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

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

a set of clothes for

them at the front desk for

”