A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Chapter 478

As he sat in his car, he lit a cigarette, momentarily delaying his ascent.

Eventually, Waylen summoned the courage to enter his apartment and Switched on the lights.

As he surveyed his surroundings, an indescribable sensation coursed through him, causing his scalp to tingle and his pores to inexplicably dilate.

He had grown accustomed to the apartment’s adornments, which were meticulously arranged by Rena.

However, now everything had returned to its previous state.

The apartment resembled a showroom, impeccably cold and perfectly aligned with Waylen’s aesthetic preferences but devoid of any human touch.

Waylen tossed his coat aside and embarked on a quest to find traces of Rena’s presence.

He scoured the bedroom, the kitchen, the living room and even the bathroom.

Yet, no item belonged to Rena, and none that had been touched by her was left behind.

everything that was

the French window, Waylen confronted the absence of the piano,

suddenly dawned on him what

him from her memory but

of the day she departed, declaring that they

spin around him

for answers, Waylen retrieved his phone and dialed

a mechanical voice echoed through the phone, informing him, “Sorry, the

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his surroundings, Waylen felt suffocated by the emptiness

the phone against the wall, shattering it into

he vented his

the depths of the night, Waylen found himself amidst

of his pocket, he produced a

thia relic wan all that remained, a lingering trace of Rena’s