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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 331
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Waylen’s response was casual. “Tomorrow, I’ll bring a student to you.

Let Rena be her teacher!”

Paisley was dumbfounded and couldn’t help but ask, “Your child?”

Waylen chuckled softly. “Have you ever seen Rena pregnant? The child is a relative’s.”

Paisley found his audacity rather impressive.

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Waylen appeared dignified and serious in public, as seen in newspapers and magazines. She never expected him to be so lighthearted in private.

Nevertheless, earning money was always a good thing. Seizing the opportunity, Paisley subtly inquired about Rena.

Waylen’s words held a deeper meaning.

“Rena is tired and sleeping.”

Early the next morning, when Rena awoke, Waylen had already risen.

His injuries seemed to have improved, and he sat in the dining room, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper.

Dressed in a charcoal gray shirt and a dark tie, he looked as handsome as ever.

Rena found herself lost in thought.

Waylen’s gaze fell upon her, and he softly alerted her, “You’re missing a button.”

Rena glanced down, discovering that the third button on her champagne colored shirt was gone.

A blush immediately appeared on her face.

Due to her seated position, her shirt had naturally opened, revealing her cleavage.

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Hastily, she pulled her clothes back into place.

She searched for the button on the sofa but couldn’t find it.

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“Go to the walk-in closet and change your clothes. All your clothes are still there,” Waylen suggested.

Rena remained silent.

Those expensive garments were purchased when he doted on her. Now that they had broken up, she saw no reason to keep them.

It was similar to the morning dew piano she once adored.

Even though she loved it dearly, she had lost all interest in playing.

In a low voice, Rena stated, “I’d prefer to use the guest room.”