A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 143

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And he clearly saw how Rena had kissed Waylen back. He could see every change in her expression clearly.

It was obvious that she liked Waylen!

Harold’s face was livid.

Clutching the steering wheel tightly, the driver didn’t dare to move until Harold finally barked, “Start the car!”

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled the car out of the parking lot. After driving for a while, he asked, “Mr. Moore, where would you like to go?”

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“The club,” Harold answered gloomily.

The driver had been working for Harold for a while, so he knew which club Harold was talking about and slowly turned the car around.

Harold had drank a lot at the reunion, When he arrived at the private.room of the club, he wasn’t sober and asked Lillian to accompany him.

Lillian liked Harold very much because he was handsome, rich, and powerful.

Leaning against his chest, she drank with him- and sang a few love songs. But Harold wasn’t interested in these things.

He just wanted to have sex to vent his resentment against Rena!

Lillian, who looked a little like Rena, became his target. He wasn’t gentle with her at all. He thrust in and out of her roughly, muttering hoarsely, “Am I not as good as him? Did you give yourself to him, hmm? Tell me, Rena! Tell me! Fuck!”

Perhaps it was because he was too crazy that Lillian was scared into tears.

Her petite body trembled underneath him. “Mr. Moore, I’m not Rena. I’m Lillian…”

Only then did Harold open his eyes.

They were bloodshot and looked a little terrifying.

Indeed, the girl in his arms wasn’t Rena, but a pitiful-looking Lillian.

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Rena was busy having the time of her life with Waylen. How could she be pitiful? Harold gritted his teeth. He really wanted to continue, but he found that he couldn’t bring himself to fuck another woman.

Even if Lillian looked like Rena.

Harold turned over and lay on the sofa. He closed his eyes and murmured,”Get out. I want to be alone.”

Lillian looked at Harold.

Harold covered his face with his hands and said in a hoarse voice, “I said get out.”

He felt like the most pathetic man in the world.

What happened?

How did he end up like this?

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