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, do you still hold resentment toward

silent for a moment, the weight of such a night

he and she were on the

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 position affords you, while I, a mere

these words, tears welled up in

believed that Joseph and Vera’s

been waiting for

pleaded with him and he had assisted

this point, they

Waylen’s heart sank.

his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

surged. “Waylen,

his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free

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

I won’t dare to

in the air, she slapped him across

had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause,

tongue across his lips, savoring the

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

scent of blood mingled with

conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

another setting as he claimed

dress fell

attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged

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

Today was special.

this night, he

heavy with unease after their

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena,

they had succumbed to their

for a

and he drew closer, pressing his

be so distant with

his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and

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

back, and she found herself enveloped

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

as he fixed his eyes

her

and remarked, “It’s too small, not

“Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger. Give it

flattery from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

was the

have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for her ring

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and

used a condom in the heat of

the ring back in

spoke up. “I’m not

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

her to take medication, so

her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

and politely replied, “Thank

his

getting dressed, he 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

refused to be taken advantage

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

words fueled Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and left to

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

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

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 chance? Have I

she swallowed the water

I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it

Rena’s body stiffened.

me, Rena. I

moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

life. She took three

having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even

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

“I have to go back to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she

his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much, don’t

not to respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to

voice, “We’ve done it a little too

so angry that she threw

very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you enjoy

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time.

was in a

in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

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

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

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if

what Juliette wanted

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the

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

of the bed, attempting to

What a survivor you are! But don’t

quilt, throwing her arms around

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s

but it doesn’t count.

that they weren’t

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

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