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

silent for a moment, the weight of such

he and she were on the

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

tears

long believed that Joseph and Vera’s divorce was

had been waiting for

pleaded with him and he had assisted

had reached this point, they should cease discussing matters

Waylen’s heart sank.

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

“Waylen, you despicable

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

and a woman, a

won’t dare to

words hanging in the air, she slapped him

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

his tongue across his

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

blood mingled with their

Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled

to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal

exquisite dress fell

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

stretching out into

he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and

Today was special.

this night, he

air was heavy with unease after their passionate

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

they had succumbed to their

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

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

he whispered, “Don’t be so distant

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

rose to her feet,

her back, and she

in hand, he revealed,

with intensity as he fixed his eyes on

accepted the ring and gently slid it onto her middle

and remarked, “It’s too small, not

deepened. “Perhaps it’ll fit your

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

that was the

never refused him when he presented the

Waylen retained his charm, her feelings toward him had

memory of their passionate encounter lingered, and she didn’t voice her

the heat of the

ring back in the box and closed

spoke up. “I’m

understood her concern. A flush crept up his handsome face, and he coughed awkwardly before responding. “No need to take birth control

Rena remained concerned.

to become pregnant, it would be fate, and she would embrace

her to take medication, so she would

eventually succumbing to her wishes. “I’ll

nodded gratefully and politely replied,

his

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

expressed his

to be taken advantage

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

and words fueled Waylen’s desire for her even

This woman…

dressing, grabbed his wallet, and left to buy

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

a glass of warm water, retrieved a pill, and handed it

gently, whispering into her ear, “Rena, am I not worth

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

about the gender, but it’ll

Rena’s body stiffened.

a baby for me, Rena. I long for it

moment,

was Korbyn, speaking in a

to Duefron

tried to take her own life. She took three sleeping pills

happened?” “Harold is having an affair,

Waylen felt helpless.

three sleeping pills even

was somehow involved in the matter, even

cigarette and sighed. “I

Rena overheard the conversation.

Cecilia, she

faint smile appeared on his lips. After

to respond. She lay down on the

her, causing

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

angry that she threw a pillow to

comfortable, but you have to pretend that you don’t care about it. Just admit it, where else can you

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

in a

to resist, Waylen leaned in and kissed

Don’t meet Tyrone.”

and returned to Duefron. Upon entering the Fowler residence,

of him, she approached as though she had found a savior

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

Juliette’s eyes

his way upstairs, she stopped him, as if on

Juliette wanted

to Dad later.” With that, Waylen

Cecilia lying on the bed, covering her head

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

a survivor you are! But don’t

from beneath the quilt, throwing her arms

you attempting to harm yourself or just trying to act like

his embrace, Cecilia uttered softly, “Waylen,

“What’s wicked about me?”

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

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

but it doesn’t count. Rena’s

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

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

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