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?”

with a tinge of anguish, “Rena, do you still hold resentment toward me for what transpired

a moment, the weight of such a night seemingly

he and she were on

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

uttered these words, tears welled up in Rena’s

Joseph and Vera’s

been waiting

him and he

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters of

Waylen’s heart sank.

face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike

surged. “Waylen, you despicable

seized her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his

was the dance of love between a man and a

won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared

hanging in the air, she

that vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After

tongue across his lips,

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

of blood

to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with

to find another setting as he claimed her

exquisite dress fell

still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she

intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a

scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

he belonged

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable

had succumbed

she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me

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

whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me,

his suit pants from the edge of the bed,

and rose to her feet,

pulled her back, and she found herself enveloped in his

ring in hand, he revealed, “52

burned with intensity as he fixed his

the ring and gently slid it onto her middle finger. Of course, it was not the

remarked, “It’s too small, not quite

eyes deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your ring finger.

rare display of flattery from him. If she

was

refused him when

now, although Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him

but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she

she recalled that he hadn’t used a condom in the heat of the moment. Worried,

back in the box and closed

spoke up. “I’m

and he coughed awkwardly

Rena remained concerned.

she were to

her to take medication, so she would acquire it

succumbing to her

and politely replied,

chuckled, his frustration

pinched her chin and grumbled, “Sometimes I feel like you deny yourself the pleasure you experience during sex. You’re one way during the

expressed his frustration

to be taken advantage

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

actions and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her

This woman…

and

Rena had already taken a bath and attended to herself. Standing by

poured her a glass of warm water,

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 been sentenced

and as she swallowed the water and pill, she

held her tenderly, his fingers caressing the soft flesh behind her ear, as he softly added, “I want 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. We’ll raise her

Rena’s body stiffened.

baby for me, Rena. I

this tender moment, Waylen’s phone

was Korbyn, speaking in a stern

return to

own life. She took three sleeping pills and your mother

an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

taking three sleeping pills even passed

a hunch that Rena was somehow involved in the matter, even

and sighed. “I have to go back

Rena overheard the conversation.

deep affection for Cecilia, she suggested, “You should stay

faint smile appeared on his lips. After a long while, he

not to respond. She lay

her, causing her to

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

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 to pretend that you don’t

hadn’t talked to her like this for a long time. At this moment,

was in a

and

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence, he sensed the oppressive atmosphere that had

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

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

welled up in Juliette’s eyes

if on the verge of saying something,

what Juliette

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

open, he found Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her

sat on the edge of the bed, attempting to

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

from beneath the quilt,

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen, you’re

“What’s wicked about me?”

relationship with Harold, and you didn’t tell me. You even date her and want to

caressing his sister’s head, as a

did have a relationship, but it doesn’t count.

that they weren’t in

a relationship. By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he

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