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?”

a hoarse voice laced with a

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

she were on

of the disparity in our status… Just as you’re aware, I was on the verge of departing for Flirean at that time. I couldn’t hold onto you, and I had to witness you repeatedly seeking out Elvira. Instead of lamenting, I was forced to leave Duefron behind to fulfill

words, tears welled up in Rena’s

had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

been

and he

reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

love between a man and a

I won’t dare to strike you!”

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief

his tongue across his lips, savoring

and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank

blood mingled with

to conquer, He grew impatient,

and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such

exquisite dress fell to the

she observed his

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly

a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely

with unease

particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

succumbed to their

and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held

closer, pressing his lips against the

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

from the edge of the bed, and

his intentions and rose to her

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

with intensity as he fixed his

and gently slid it onto her middle

smiled and remarked, “It’s

your

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

that was

she would have never refused him

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

of their passionate encounter

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of

in the

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

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

Rena remained concerned.

religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

take

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy

nodded gratefully and

his

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

his frustration

to be

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it. It’s indeed very

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy

returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she

glass of

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to death in

and as she swallowed the water

added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with all

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in

to Duefron

has tried to take her own life. She took

is having an affair, and that woman came to

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly

a cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

lips. After

respond. She lay down on the bed, closing

her, causing her

couldn’t help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too much and

that she

quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to

time. At this moment, they seemed to go back

in a

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

up in Juliette’s

if on the verge of saying

what Juliette wanted to

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to

found Cecilia lying on the bed,

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

don’t suffocate yourself now. If

quilt, throwing

understood her distress, gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you

uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

a relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date

his sister’s head, as a mischievous

it doesn’t count.

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they

an “of course” expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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