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?”

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

the weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

she were

his gaze and 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 transpired between Tyrone and Hyatt. You relish the control that your position

these words, tears

Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due to Waylen’s

had been

that, she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

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 if it brings you solace.

“Waylen, you despicable

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from

man and a woman, a battle fought

dare to strike you!”

air, she slapped him across

had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing

his tongue across his lips,

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

blood mingled with

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

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

exquisite dress fell to

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom,

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely to

was heavy with

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed

had succumbed to their

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

he drew closer, pressing his lips against the

he whispered, “Don’t be

the edge of the bed, and a small

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

back, and she found

he revealed, “52 carats.

intensity as

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle

and remarked, “It’s too small, not

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

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

that was the old

fateful Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

but the memory of their passionate

a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

placed the ring back in

silence, she spoke

up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication, so she would acquire it

to her wishes.

gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

yourself the pleasure you experience during

his frustration

be

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

fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

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

door behind him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into

was taken aback, and as she swallowed the

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 if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined face. We’ll raise her as a princess and won’t let anyone

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking in a

return to Duefron

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

happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that woman came

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even passed as attempt at

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

sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay

appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her so much,

to respond. She lay down on the bed, closing her

washed over her, causing

her and complain in a low voice, “We’ve done

she threw

hand into the quilt to tease her. “Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you

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

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed her,

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed

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

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

up in Juliette’s

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

understood what Juliette wanted to

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

on

edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

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

emerged from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms around

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

uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You even date her and want to marry

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

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

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

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

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