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?”

with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me

silent for a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

he and she were on the

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

words, tears welled up in

Vera’s divorce

had been

pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera. Some

they had reached this point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of

of love between a man and

to strike you!” Rena

hanging in the air, she slapped him across

though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze

his tongue across his lips, savoring

to kiss her. Yet,

subtle scent of blood mingled with their

to conquer,

wait to find another setting as he

dress fell

she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out

scooped her up in

Today was special.

this night, he belonged entirely

with unease after

the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such

had succumbed to their

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

and he drew closer, pressing his

whispered, “Don’t be so

edge of the bed,

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

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in

hand, he revealed, “52 carats.

burned with intensity as he fixed

it onto her

“It’s too

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

from him. If she were sensible, she would accept

was the

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

retained his charm, her

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t

used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried, she decided to purchase

back in the

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

understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

she wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to

want her to take

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it for

gratefully and politely replied, “Thank

his frustration

chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way

his frustration

to be taken

him and headed for the

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

and

attended to herself. Standing by the French window, she gazed

behind him, poured her a glass of

a mixture of water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her

aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill,

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long

moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking

return to

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

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even passed as attempt at

resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow

sighed. “I have

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care

respond. She lay down

causing

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

was so angry that she threw a pillow to

his hand into the quilt 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 you enjoy a handsome man

like this for a long time. At

was in

resist, Waylen leaned in and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

approached as 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 sleeping

assuring her, “It’s

welled up in Juliette’s eyes as

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

what Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

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

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the quilt

But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring

the quilt, throwing her arms around her

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

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

“What’s wicked about me?”

with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to marry

sister’s head, as a mischievous

have a relationship, but it doesn’t

skeptical. “So, you meant to say that they weren’t in a real relationship because they

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

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