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?

but at the same time, the sight of the fragile woman before him softened

arms, carrying her towards the soft bed

sobering up, Rena

mattress, and Waylen remained by her side, holding her with one hand while quickly

as he

business!” Rena retorted, turning her head

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the climate; the passionate making out on the piano from

was dimly

it felt inappropriate

in a hoarse voice, “Why are you

retrieving his phone to make a

worried about you because of your fever!” he stated, his

uncomfortable, Rena closed

“It’s me! Yes, my wife

come over as soon