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?”

touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with

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

were on

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

Joseph and Vera’s divorce was an unattainable

been waiting

with him and he had assisted Vera. Some matters

they had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

surged. “Waylen,

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

the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle

I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

words hanging in the 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,

tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

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

scent of blood mingled with their

ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient,

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

dress fell

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

stretching out into a particularly prolonged

a sense of relief. He scooped her up

Today was special.

he belonged entirely

with unease after their passionate

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

they had succumbed to

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower,

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

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

pants from the edge of the bed, and a

and rose to her feet, declaring,

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

diamond ring in hand, he revealed,

burned with intensity as he

ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course,

remarked, “It’s

fit your ring

him. If she were sensible,

that was

Valentine’s Day, she would have never refused him

charm, her feelings toward

declining, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

hadn’t used a condom in the heat of

placed the ring back in the

she spoke

his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I didn’t

Rena remained concerned.

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

Waylen didn’t want her to take

her, eventually succumbing to

nodded gratefully and

chuckled, his frustration

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

expressed his

to be taken advantage

lifted the quilt in front of him and headed for the

and words fueled Waylen’s

This woman…

completed dressing, grabbed his wallet, and

a bath and attended to herself. Standing

of warm water, retrieved a pill, and

water, finding it somewhat bitter. Waylen embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been sentenced to

swallowed the water and pill, she experienced

gender, but it’ll be better if it is a girl. She’d better get your brown hair and unlined

Rena’s body stiffened.

for me, Rena. I long for it

moment, Waylen’s

speaking in

to Duefron

her own life. She took

an

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills even passed

to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father hadn’t explicitly

and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay with

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

opted not to respond. She lay

washed over her, causing her to appear particularly

complain in a low voice, “We’ve done it

so angry that she threw a pillow

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

for a long time.

in a

Waylen leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that

she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade

her, “It’s okay. I’ll go

Juliette’s eyes

as if on the verge of saying something, but ultimately remained

what Juliette wanted to

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

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

bed, attempting to pull the quilt away, but she

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

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

head and saying softly, “Are you attempting to harm yourself or just

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

tell me. You even date her and want to marry

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

but it

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

to a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a

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