A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 601-610

Zack rolled his eyes.

Humph!

It was known to all that Tyrone had harbored feelings for Rena for several years. Waylen, ever the crafty one, had coerced Tyrone to relocate to the south.

Zack’s disdain for Tyrone and Rena intensified with each passing moment.

Damn it!

Zack wondered just how long Tyrone and Rena would continue exchanging glances and engaging in conversation.

Just as Zack contemplated stepping forward, he caught sight of Waylen from the corner of his eye. A smile crept onto Zack’s face upon witnessing this scene.

Zack presumed that Waylen, dressed to the nines, had likely come here to surprise Rena.

Little did Waylen know, he was about to be surprised.

Because Rena had crossed paths with Tyrone.

Zack anticipated Waylen’s intense jealousy.

Amused by this notion, Zack burst into laughter, his amusement perhaps so evident that Rena caught wind of it and turned her gaze in his direction…

And there, she spotted Waylen.

Bathed in the radiant glow of a crystal lamp, Waylen exuded an air of elegance as he stood poised.

His gaze fixated on Rena.

He observed her radiant smile directed at Tyrone.

Lately, she had been distant towards him, rarely gracing him with such a carefree smile. Yet, when her eyes met Tyrone’s, an irresistible grin adorned her face. Was Tyrone more captivating and cherished in her heart compared to Waylen?

Suppressing his feelings of envy, Waylen refused to let his narrow-mindedness show.

However, he found himself irresistibly drawn towards them. He stood motionless, gracefully plucking a glass of wine from the tray presented by a waiter. A subtle smile danced on the corners of his lips as he turned to Rena and uttered, “Do I possess such charm that makes you keep staring at me?”

Rena had grown accustomed to Waylen’s audaciousness.

She turned her head and offered an apologetic smile to Tyrone.

Of course, Tyrone was well aware of the situation. Despite being in Heron, he remained well- informed.

Rena had returned to Waylen due to the events involving Roscoe and Vera. Yet, in Tyrone’s eyes, Rena and Waylen were no longer the same as before.

With a sarcastic tone, Tyrone jibed, “Waylen, your concern for Rena is overwhelming Is that why you ventured all the way to Heron? Those who know you might assume you’re here to see Rena, while those who don’t might find your actions suspicious.”

It became a battle of egos between men…

They not only sought to outdo each other in the realm of business but also engaged in verbal sparring, aiming to render each other speechless.

Waylen, being a lawyer, possessed a silver tongue.

Balancing the wine glass in his hand, Waylen wore a gentle smile and remarked, “I doubt there will be any formidable opponents in Heron. What do you think, Rena?”

Rena cast a fleeting glance his way, silently signaling him to tread carefully.

Leaning closer to her ear, Waylen inquired, “Are you concerned about him?”

In a hushed tone, Rena responded, “Waylen, are you intentionally provoking me? I simply ran into him at the banquet and did nothing more. There’s no need for you to behave this way.”

“I’m consumed by jealousy,” Waylen confessed candidly, his eyes burning with intensity as he locked his gaze with hers.

Overwhelmed by the prying eyes of onlookers, Rena’s cheeks flushed a subtle shade of crimson.

The smile on Tyrone’s face gradually faded….

Standing by Tyrone’s side, Zack held a wine glass and commented in a soft voice, “You see, no one can surpass Waylen in shamelessness.”

Tyrone slowly savored the wine in his glass.

The potent liquor slid down his throat and settled in his core, causing a discomfort that somehow mirrored his mood.

Gazing at the couple before him, he whispered softly, “I was mistaken.”

Zack failed to grasp the full meaning behind Tyrone’s words.

However, Tyrone himself understood perfectly.

When Tyrone pursued Rena, he never anticipated Waylen’s overwhelming obsession with her. Waylen, known for being consumed by work, had never treated Rena with much seriousness in the first place. Yet, nobody could have foreseen his current state of mind.

Tyrone knew all too well that he hadn’t been defeated by Waylen.

Instead, he had been defeated by the passage of time.

In matters of love, sometimes it was indeed a case of “first come, first served.”

Silently, Tyrone departed, just as quietly as his encounter with Rena.

No matter how lively the party, it eventually reached its conclusion.

With Waylen at her side, Rena remained untouched by others.

Once the festivities ended, Rena glanced at the illuminated numbers on the elevator and asked in a hushed tone, “Have you booked a hotel room? If not, I can ask my secretary to arrange it for you.”

Waylen’s eyes held depth as he replied, “I’ll stay with you.

Rena lowered her head and absently toyed with her phone. “Let me take care of the booking. I’ll be occupied with work in the coming days and might not have much time to spend with you.”

Her phone was gently taken from her grasp.

Waylen’s expression turned serious as he asserted, “I won’t disturb you.”

Rena fell silent, her gaze fixed on the elevator, waiting as the doors opened.

The party had reached its conclusion, and a sea of people swarmed around. The confined space of the elevator made Rena feel uneasy, squeezed against the wall.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and enveloped her, drawing her into a protective embrace.

Rena found herself momentarily stunned.

Waylen…

Forced to lean against his chest, her face tenderly brushed against his clothing. When she raised her eyes, she caught sight of his prominent Adam’s apple, a captivating sight that exuded a captivating allure.

Waylen cast his gaze downward, his eyes obscured by an impenetrable darkness, harboring a brewing storm of emotions.

Indeed, once he stepped foot into her hotel room, the facade of elegance he had displayed at the party shattered.

Rena found herself pinned against the sturdy door, his body leaning in, one leg planted firmly to imprison her, leaving her no means of escape.

Averting her face, Rena inquired, “Waylen, what do you intend to do?”

gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you

moment, the weight of such

she were on the verge of

Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron

tears welled up in

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

been waiting for

him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple,

anger surged. “Waylen,

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable

between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air,

gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to

across his lips,

gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted

of blood mingled with

to conquer, He grew impatient,

hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

exquisite dress fell

his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

heavy with

the feeling of discomfort, particularly

they had succumbed

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading.

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box

rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going to take a

and she found herself enveloped in his

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

as he fixed his eyes on

it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the

and remarked, “It’s

“Perhaps it’ll fit your

a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would

was the old

refused him when he presented the diamond

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

in the

moment of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t come

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to

didn’t want her to take medication, so she

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

and politely replied,

chuckled, his

pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re

his

be taken

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom,

fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she gazed

a glass of warm water, retrieved a

the pill with a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a

tenderly, his fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it

tender moment,

Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter,

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she

on his lips.

She lay down on the

over her, causing her

a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and my legs are

was so angry that she threw a pillow

hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can

long time. At this moment, they

was in a

leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all day and has even

assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

in Juliette’s eyes as she

way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

understood what Juliette

reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that,

door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering

attempting to pull the quilt away,

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around her

understood her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You

caressing his sister’s head, as

relationship, but it

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they didn’t

course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship.

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