A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

It was three o’clock in the morning.

After taking the medicine, Rena felt weak and drained, drifting off into a dazed sleep.

There came a knock at the door.

Lacking the strength to open it, she ignored it, but the persistent knocking continued.

Finally, she mustered the energy to shuffle to the door on her unsteady legs.

Assuming it was Hector, she spoke weakly as she opened the door.

“Hector, I’m fine!”

Upon hearing her address someone else, Waylen narrowed his eyes and quickly assessed her appearance.

She wore a loosely hung white bathrobe, and if he observed carefully, he could see parts of her body.

Was she really okay with meeting Hector like that in the middle of the night?

the same time, the

in his arms, carrying her towards the soft bed with

sobering up, Rena recognized him

Waylen remained by her side, holding her

touched hers as he expressed concern,

of your business!” Rena retorted,

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that her fever wasn’t solely due to the climate; the passionate making out on the piano from two nights ago

room was

it felt inappropriate to

away and asked in a hoarse voice, “Why are you

away, retrieving his

fever!” he stated, his words simple and

Rena

a number and said, “It’s

as soon