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?”

a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of

of such a night seemingly primed

she were on the verge

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

these words, tears welled

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

been waiting for

had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better left

they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

“Waylen,

strikingly handsome face, rendering

the dance of love between a man and a

won’t dare to strike

air, she slapped him across the

gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice

across his

kiss

of blood

conquer, He

to find another setting as he

exquisite dress fell

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

lingered, stretching out into

her up in

Today was special.

this night, he

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

discomfort, particularly

they had succumbed to

a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with

her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of

be so

suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a

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

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

he revealed, “52

intensity as he fixed his eyes

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

remarked, “It’s too small,

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

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

that was the

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

charm,

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she

in the

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the

handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills.

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication, so she

to her

and politely replied, “Thank

his

pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure

his

to be

quilt in front of him and headed for

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she gazed

him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a

it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

I long for it with

tender moment,

speaking in

return to

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

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

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as

needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

she suggested, “You should stay with

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

respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to appear

complain in a low voice, “We’ve done

so angry that she threw a pillow to

tease 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

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

was in

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

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

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

up in Juliette’s

as if on the verge

what Juliette

“Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

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

on the edge of the bed, attempting

teased his sister. “Taking three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself

the quilt, throwing her arms

softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

relationship, but it

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

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

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