A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Waylen put down her phone and looked at her quizzically.

“Aren’t you going to accompany me to the country club?” he asked playfully.

Rena looked at him in surprise. “What? No. I was just following your lead.”

Despite incredulous reaction, He still stared at her expectantly with his deep—set eyes.

Being stared at by a man as handsome as Waylen, Rena felt her heart started to race.

Waylen suddenly leaned forward, bringing his face close to Rena’s.

But he didn’t kiss her right away. Instead, he cupped her face with one hand and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb. His other hand gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Rena couldn’t help but moaned weakly, “Waylen!”

“Didn’t you always call me Mr. Fowler?”

His chiseled nose rubbed against hers. They were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths.

Waylen could kiss her at any second, if he just inched forward… Rena grabbed his shirt in anticipation, her heart banging against her chest restlessly. She wanted to close her eyes and wait for his kiss.

But Waylen didn’t let her. In a low voice, he whispered, “Rena, keep your eyes open. I want you to look at me while I kiss you.” Rena’s heart skipped a beat. It was the first time he had ever called her by her first name.

She obediently kept her eyes open as he slowly pressed her lips. against his.

Waylen pulled her closer, eager to devour her.

The kiss started out innocently. Then it became more and more passionate.

At some point, Waylen couldn’t restrain himself anymore. “Rena, are you sure about this

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His question sobered Rena up a little.

She instinctively wanted to push him away, but when she thought about how she had kept herself pure for Harold, she couldn’t help but mock herself. It was meaningless for her to keep her virginity anymore. Thinking of this, Rena took the initiative to kiss him again.

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She kissed him fiercely and possessively. The thrill of taking revenge on Harold even fueled her.

It was Waylen who pulled away first.

His pride didn’t allow him to continue. He let go of Rena and retreated a few steps to smooth his white shirt. Then he glanced at her and said gruffly, “You’re still recovering now. This isn’t a good idea.”

The fact that she was rejected again sobered Rena up completely. She lowered her head, feeling embarrassed.

Waylen didn’t want to make her feel worse, so he silently took out a cigarette and played with it between his fingers.

After a while, he suddenly said, “Harold isn’t a good man. Aren’t you wondering why I didn’t stop Cecilia from getting engaged to him?”