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?”

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

weight of

he and she were on the verge of

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

words, tears welled

and Vera’s divorce was

been

he had

point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you despicable

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

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

dare to strike you!” Rena

air, she slapped him

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

across his

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

of blood mingled

of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

to find another setting as

exquisite dress fell

Unless she observed his expression, she

stretching out into a

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

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

was heavy with unease after their

discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not

had succumbed to their

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a little

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back

whispered, “Don’t be so

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the

and rose to her feet, declaring, “I’m

back, and she

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

burned with intensity as

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it

smiled and remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

fit your

she were sensible, she would accept his gesture happily

was the old

refused him when

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

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

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

back in the box and

a moment of silence, she spoke

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

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant, it would

take medication, so she would

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

nodded gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his

feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex.

his frustration

be

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

his wallet, and left

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

glass of warm water,

whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the

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.

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for

this tender moment,

speaking in

return to Duefron

her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother is

an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even

had a hunch that Rena was somehow

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

Rena overheard the conversation.

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

faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long

lay down on the bed, closing

causing her to appear

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

was so angry that she

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

for a long time.

in

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

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

the beautiful 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

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

up in Juliette’s eyes

upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

understood what Juliette wanted

to Dad

open, he found Cecilia lying on the

of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away,

not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like a spoiled

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head,

relationship, but it doesn’t count. Rena’s first man was

they weren’t in a real relationship

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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