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?”

her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena,

remained silent for a moment, the weight of such

she were on

bothered by what happened to Tyrone, and it has nothing to do with our relationship but it does speak 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 your desires and your first love. Isn’t that inequality? If we were an ordinary couple, we would have already engaged in fiery arguments. But we can’t, because you are Waylen. The same holds true for what transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your

tears welled up

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

had been

him and he had

they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me

surged. “Waylen,

firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena

was the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena

hanging in the air, she slapped

their gasps. After a brief

tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss

blood

her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

find another setting as he claimed her in such

dress fell

still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

stretching out into a particularly

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

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

heavy with unease after

particularly Rena, who believed

they had succumbed to their

yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

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

be so distant

pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m going

and she

in hand, he

gaze burned with intensity as

and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the perfect

and remarked, “It’s

it’ll fit your

display of flattery from him. If she were

was the old

she would have never refused him when he

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

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

in

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

immediately understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to

want her to take medication,

eventually succumbing to

and politely

his

deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

expressed his

be taken advantage

and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I

Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy the necessary

he returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself.

her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

the water and

to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

moment,

speaking in

return to Duefron

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even

and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You should

on his lips.

not to respond. She lay down on the

causing her to appear particularly

a low voice, “We’ve done it a little

that she threw a pillow to

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 you enjoy

to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back

in

Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

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

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll go check on

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

understood what Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the

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

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

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

beneath the quilt, throwing her

and saying softly, “Are you attempting to

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me.

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile

relationship, but it doesn’t count.

remained skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t

expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic,

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