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?”

caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold

weight of such a

he and she were

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

these words, tears welled up

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome due

had been waiting for

had pleaded with him and he had assisted

had reached this point, they should

Waylen’s heart sank.

above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

surged. “Waylen, you

hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she

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

to strike you!” Rena

those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across

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

across his lips, savoring the peculiar

gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss

of blood

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and

couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

dress fell to the

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 a

a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried

Today was special.

night, he

air was heavy with unease

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

succumbed to

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

drew closer, pressing his lips against the

be so

over, he grabbed his suit pants from the edge of

her feet,

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes

her middle finger. Of

“It’s too small, not quite

fit your ring finger.

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

that was

refused him

although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings

of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat

placed the ring back in

she spoke up. “I’m

face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control pills. I

Rena remained concerned.

if she were to

didn’t want her to take medication, so

pressed her, eventually succumbing to her

gratefully and politely replied,

chuckled, his

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

expressed his

refused to be taken advantage

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

grabbed his wallet, and left to

a bath and attended to

him, poured her a glass of warm water, retrieved a

embraced her gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth another chance? Have I been

as she swallowed the

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

this tender moment, Waylen’s

Korbyn, speaking

return to Duefron

She

What happened?” “Harold is having an affair, and that

Waylen felt helpless.

sleeping pills 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

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she suggested, “You

gaze fixed on Rena as a faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he inquired, “You care about her

not to respond. She lay

her, causing her

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

she threw a pillow

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

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

was in a

leaned in and kissed her, murmuring

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

plane and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the

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

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

Juliette’s eyes

as if on the verge

understood what Juliette

I’ll explain everything to Dad later.” With

found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head with

edge of the bed, attempting to pull

three sleeping pills and not dying? What a survivor you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it would bring

beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

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

Cecilia uttered

“What’s wicked about me?”

didn’t tell me. You even date

sister’s head, as

relationship, but it

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

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

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