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 softened his

arms, carrying

Rena

mattress, and Waylen remained by her side, holding her with one hand while quickly removing his coat with the

hers as he expressed

Rena retorted, turning

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the climate; the passionate making out on the piano from two nights ago had also left her feeling a bit under

was dimly

divorced status, it felt inappropriate

asked in a hoarse voice, “Why

moved slightly away, retrieving his phone to

you because of your fever!” he stated, his words

uncomfortable, Rena

said, “It’s me! Yes,

come over as soon as