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?”

a gentle touch, Waylen caressed her delicate countenance and asked in a hoarse voice laced with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired

the weight of such

were on the

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 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.

words, tears welled

Vera’s divorce was an unattainable outcome

had been waiting

she had pleaded with him and he had assisted Vera.

point, they should cease

Waylen’s heart sank.

a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary

“Waylen, you

handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from

man and a

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

air,

as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After

tongue across his lips,

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

subtle scent of blood

aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer,

to find another setting as he

dress fell to the

Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his

stretching

the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in

Today was special.

he belonged entirely to

air was heavy with unease

of discomfort, particularly Rena, who

they had succumbed

slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

pressing his lips against the back of her

be so distant with me,

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

his intentions and rose to her

and she found herself enveloped in his

in hand, he revealed, “52 carats. Do

gaze burned with intensity as he fixed his eyes

it onto her

smiled and remarked, “It’s

fit your ring finger. Give it

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

was the

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

retained his charm, her feelings toward him

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

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the

in

silence, she spoke up. “I’m not in the

he coughed awkwardly before

Rena remained concerned.

wasn’t particularly religious, she believed that if she were to become pregnant, it

want her to take

he pressed her, eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll buy it

gratefully and politely

his

chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure

expressed his

be

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for

This woman…

wallet, and left to buy

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

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

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

taken aback, and as she swallowed the water and pill, she experienced a pang of

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

Rena’s body stiffened.

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

moment, Waylen’s

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to Duefron

take her own life. She took three sleeping pills and

“Harold is having an affair, and that woman

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed as

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

cigarette and sighed. “I have to

Rena overheard the conversation.

for Cecilia, she

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

lay down on the bed, closing

her, causing her to appear particularly

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

she

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

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

in a

in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

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

Juliette, caught sight of him, she approached as though she had found a savior

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

up in Juliette’s eyes

stopped him, as if on the verge of saying

what Juliette

reassured her, “Mom, I’ll explain everything to Dad later.”

on

on the edge of the bed, attempting to pull

you are! But don’t suffocate yourself now. If news of such a twist were to spread, it

the quilt,

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

embrace, Cecilia uttered softly,

“What’s wicked about me?”

Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and

his sister’s head, as a mischievous smile adorned

a relationship, but it

you meant to say that they weren’t in a real

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

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