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?”

her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish,

moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed

were

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an

been

and he had assisted Vera. Some matters were

that they had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings

anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable

face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

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

dare to

the air, she slapped him

frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps.

tongue across his lips,

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

scent of blood mingled

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

hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he

fell

she observed his

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

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

air was heavy with unease after

off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for

they had succumbed to

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen

movements, and he drew closer, pressing

whispered, “Don’t be so distant

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small

intentions and rose to her feet, declaring,

she found herself enveloped in

diamond ring in hand, he

as he

slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

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

your ring finger. Give it a

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

that was the old

she would have never refused him when he presented the diamond ring for

charm, her

of their passionate

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

the ring back in the box and

of silence, she spoke up. “I’m not

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth

Rena remained concerned.

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

didn’t want her to take medication,

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes.

gratefully and politely replied,

his

like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the act and

expressed his frustration

refused to be

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left

and attended to herself. Standing by the French

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

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

she swallowed the water and pill,

care much about the gender, but it’ll

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I long for it

moment, Waylen’s

speaking in a stern

return to

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

“Harold is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed

Rena was

sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

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

She lay down on the

over her, causing her to appear

low voice, “We’ve

she threw

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

for a long time. At this

was in a

and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade

comforted his mother, assuring her, “It’s

up in Juliette’s eyes

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on the verge

what Juliette wanted to

her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad

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

the edge of the bed, attempting to

sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell

headboard, gently caressing his sister’s head, as a mischievous

have a relationship, but it

that they weren’t in

“A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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