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?

was filled with anger, but at the same time, the sight of the fragile woman before him

her in his arms, carrying

up, Rena recognized him

her side, holding her with one hand

touched hers as he expressed

Rena retorted,

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

was dimly

inappropriate to be in such

asked in a hoarse voice, “Why

moved slightly away, retrieving his

your fever!” he

incredibly uncomfortable, Rena

number and said, “It’s me! Yes, my wife

come over as