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?”

voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly primed

and she were on the

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

words, tears welled

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

had been waiting

pleaded with him and he had

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish

surged. “Waylen, you

his strikingly handsome face, rendering

a man and

dare to strike you!”

the air, she

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

his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar

kiss

scent of blood mingled with

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

wait to find another setting as he

fell

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

stretching out into a

scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in

Today was special.

night, he belonged entirely to

air was heavy with

feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who

they had succumbed to their

a shower, but

pressing his lips against the back

“Don’t be so

grabbed his suit pants from the edge of the bed, and a small box fell

rose to her feet,

her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed,

as he fixed

slid it onto her middle

“It’s too small, not

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

recognized this as a rare display of flattery from him. If she were sensible,

was the old

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

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

but the memory of their passionate

he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

in the

spoke up. “I’m not in the

he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take

Rena remained concerned.

she believed that if she were to

take medication, so she would

to her wishes. “I’ll buy

gratefully and politely replied,

his frustration

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

expressed his frustration

be taken

quilt in front of him and headed for the bathroom, declaring,

Waylen’s desire

This woman…

wallet, and

taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved

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

swallowed the water and

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.

Rena’s body stiffened.

Rena. I long for it

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

speaking

return to Duefron

to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

even passed as attempt

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

sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she suggested, “You

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

lay down on the

her, causing her

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

so angry that she threw a

“Don’t be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend

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

in a

and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

the

as though she had found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister.

his mother, assuring her, “It’s

Juliette’s eyes as

him, as if on the verge

Juliette wanted to

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With that, Waylen ascended to the second

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

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

and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to

from beneath the quilt, throwing

gently caressing her head and saying softly, “Are you attempting

Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

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

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

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

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

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