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?”

asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me

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

he and she were on the verge of

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

tears

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

been

like that, she had pleaded with him and he had

point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how

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

dare to

words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

only the sound of their gasps. After

ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the

and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet,

of blood mingled with their

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer,

another setting

fell

remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms

Today was special.

night, he

heavy with unease after their passionate

Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity

had succumbed to

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

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

edge of

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

back, and she found herself enveloped in

ring in hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

intensity as

slid it onto her

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

it’ll fit your ring finger.

from him. If she

was the old

refused him when he presented the diamond

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

their passionate encounter lingered, and

recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the

in the box and

spoke up.

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

believed that if she were to become pregnant,

want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

gratefully and

his frustration

deny yourself the pleasure you experience

expressed his frustration

to be taken advantage

in front of him and headed for

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

wallet, and left

and attended to herself. Standing by the French window,

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

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another

and as she swallowed the

his fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want to be a father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it with all

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

Korbyn, speaking in

return to Duefron

own life. She

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt

Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved

and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You

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

She lay down on the bed, closing her

over her, causing her to

help but kiss her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it a little too

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

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

time. At

was in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring softly,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all

her, “It’s okay. I’ll

up in Juliette’s eyes as

making his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately

Juliette wanted to

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

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

of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but

pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring shame to the

from beneath the quilt, throwing her

“Are you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to

uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

and you didn’t tell me. You even date her

gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic,

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