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 resentment toward me for what transpired

weight of such a night seemingly primed for an

and she were on the verge

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 Hyatt. You relish the control that your position affords you, while I, a mere nobody, am expected to

tears welled up in Rena’s

truth, Rena had long believed that Joseph and Vera’s

had been waiting for

he had assisted Vera. Some matters were better left

point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

anger surged. “Waylen,

his strikingly handsome face, rendering

dance of love between a man and a woman, a

to strike you!” Rena declared

air,

their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to

his lips, savoring

head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted

scent of blood mingled

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness

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

dress fell to the

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

their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into

relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the

Today was special.

this night, he belonged

with

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

they had succumbed

unwell. She yearned for a shower, but

pressing his lips against the back

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of

her feet, declaring,

her back, and she found herself

a diamond ring in hand, he revealed,

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed

slid it onto her middle

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

your ring finger. Give

rare display of flattery from him. If she

that was the

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

retained his charm,

passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice

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

ring back in the box and

she spoke up. “I’m not in the safe

coughed awkwardly before responding. “No

Rena remained concerned.

that if she were to

want her to take medication, so she would acquire

to her wishes.

gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

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

his frustration

be

him and headed for the bathroom, declaring, “I don’t deny it.

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to

returned, Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by the French

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

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

as she swallowed the

father, Rena. I don’t care much about the gender, but it’ll be better if it is a

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it with

tender moment,

was Korbyn, speaking

to Duefron

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and your

is having an affair, and

Waylen felt helpless.

pills even

matter needed to be resolved. Waylen had a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even if his father

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

her deep affection for Cecilia, she

on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After

respond. She lay

over her, causing her

voice, “We’ve done it

so angry that she threw

be goody-two-shoes. You were also very comfortable, but you have to pretend that you

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

in a

in and kissed her, murmuring softly, “I’m

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

a private plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the

found a savior and whispered, “Go and persuade your little sister. She hasn’t eaten anything all

mother, assuring her, “It’s okay. I’ll

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

if on the verge of

Juliette

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

found Cecilia lying on the bed,

the edge of the bed, attempting to pull the

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

beneath the quilt, throwing her

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

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You even date

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

have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

say that they weren’t

expression, emphasizing. “A shared meal doesn’t equate to a relationship. By that

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