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?”

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

weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

he and she were

spoke with a soft yet resolute voice. “I am 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

tears welled up in Rena’s

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce

been

pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch

surged. “Waylen,

against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp,

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

to strike you!” Rena

the air, she slapped him across the

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps.

his tongue across his lips,

kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth into

subtle scent of blood mingled

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He

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

dress fell

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

time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching

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

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

succumbed to

felt unwell. She yearned for a shower,

drew closer, pressing his

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

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

pulled her back, and she found

in hand, he revealed, “52

as he fixed his eyes

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

smiled and remarked, “It’s

your ring finger. Give

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

that was the old

would have never refused him

his charm, her feelings toward him

their passionate encounter

that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat

placed the ring back in the

spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become

to take medication, so she would acquire it

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

and politely replied, “Thank

his frustration

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

his frustration

be taken advantage

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

and left to

a bath and attended

of warm water, retrieved a pill,

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

the water and pill, she experienced a

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to

own life. She

is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

was

cigarette and sighed. “I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired,

to respond. She lay down

causing

voice, “We’ve done it a

that she threw

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 a handsome

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment, they seemed to go back

was in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had settled

and affectionate Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She

“It’s okay. I’ll go check

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as she

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something,

Juliette wanted to

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

the door open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

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

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame

beneath the quilt,

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

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

caressing his sister’s head, as a

but it doesn’t

say that they weren’t in a real relationship because

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with

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